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I have freshly landed back at home from my month spent inter railing in Europe. You know fresh as in 5 minutes in through the door. As in plane journey weathered face. Otherwise I am happily tanned, marginally wiser after meeting some great people and very much rounder after 'soaking up the culture' quite literally in the form of horse burgers, bratwurst, calzone, and the delight that is Berlin's 60¢ beer. Ho ho ho.

I also come with new loot from of Colours Vintage in Kreuzberg and a mountaineering shop in Prenzlauer Berg which was my lifeline with a generous and colourful supply of Fjallraven backpacks. (On a rather comical sidenote, I just caught up with my favourite blogs and realise that over the space of about two months we have all aquired new Fjallravens to match our New Balance-d toes in a sort of blogger meets schoolgirlish playground fad. (Ally, Michelle, Elisabeth and Mel, I'll meet you at the tuck shop at break.) 

I anticipate over-enthusiastic blogging over the next week 'to make up for lost time.' And possibly also to compensate for the absence of bratwurst..