Fragmented day, so fragmented diary entry.
I did some bits, but not quite enough.
I went for a run – over Southwark, Tower, Millenium and Westminster Bridges in that order, all the while listening to Michel Thomas quietly bullying people into learning German.
Ate delicious Japanese food that Haru made.
Did some more stuff. Too little, too late.
Looked up the weather for the upcoming week in Hamburg and Kiel, and wonder what, exactly, I’ve let myself in for. Apart from horrific cold, that is.