Ah, memories of being in my 20s—Don't get me started. About the time you were in Düsseldorf, I was in Warsaw teaching kids in a shitty school in The Old Town for 500 Zlotys a week. My flat was on the outskirts of town about an hour away from the school. I had no TV, no phone but did have an ancient Russian radio that I used to listen to music and the World Service on and catch up on the football. I stuck with it and stayed two years, and had a very interesting life touring Warsaw's dungeon bars with a Polish friend I met, Stefan. Wow! Some nights! Some Girls! (as the album goes).