There's a lot of talk lately about the "Axis of Evil"... have we forgotten
the good ol' Axis? You know, the one with those crazy Europeans?
Steve makes a single-handed attack on fascism 60 years too late, and here's what
he's got to show for it:
Erice, Sicily
It all sounded like it would be a good start... a physics conference at a pagan monastery on a mountaintop in Sicily. I figure we'd start with a few virgin sacrifices and I might even learn kung-fu. Unfortunately, Alitalia lost my luggage on the way there, and my Mom always told me you can't execute an invasion without clean underwear.
- Castle at the top of Erice
- The castle up close
- Steve in the Spanish barracks (very easy to defend...)
- The view from on top
- The Cambridge crew, and Carolina at the castle window
- Bill Munro looking serious
- Imperialists at dinner
- Steve diving into the FREE KEG of masala wine (Is that supposed to help us do physics?)
- Henry and Alexei in Erice, and Henry in some rubble
- Some cool temple, Steve and Alexei in the temple, and Steve in another temple. (Yeah, they had a lot of those)
- Frank dominates some ruins. (I don't think he's responsible for the mess)
- Steve over the beach in Sicily, Henry in a park nearby
Oh, and I'm sure somewhere in there, I did some physics...
Munich (and the German nationalisation of the Grim Rapher)
BerlinIt's really nice of Rapher, you know. He finds out that I have to work in Munich for a couple of weeks, so he (i) gives up his job and apartment in NYC and moves to Munich, (ii) secures a swank pad in downtown with a spare bedroom for me, (iii) gets MARRIED so that there'll be someone in the house to cook for me, and (iv) shmoozes up to Uncle Hans from the Lowenbrau brewery, securing us free tickets to some drunken Bavarian orgy of beer as soon as I arrive. Rapher, I gotta say: top drawer performance!
Here's Rapher and BigAl on Leopoldstrasse, and BigAl vs the Big Pretzel
Here's my lean selection of the 116 photos I took at the Lowenbrau Keller for "Kraut Trinkenfest 2003" or whatever the hell it's called. I have no idea what order they're supposed to go in. And trust me... you don't want to see the other 105...
- The contestants: Steve, Rapher and Gunner, and BigAl, Rapher and Melanie
- BigAl seems to be enjoying herself
- Bring on the accordian! (Notice how he's got his beer tucked in there somehow...)
- BigAl vs the Big Mass
- Ich bin ein Deutscherapher!
- I think they're singing...
- I love it when the Irish ROCK ON!
- Just to prove that it's not just us who are pissed, here's what the rest of the place looked like
- At some point they brought out Elvis. (The alcohol is starting to blur my vision at this point...)
- At least we're still standing
And the evening ends with me getting raped by a giant dog...
Now Munich isn't ALL about drinking... it's also about driving 185 kph on the autobahn. We rented an Audi A4 (hell yeah) and fled to the mountains:
- Fortunately, Rapher is fully aware of the drunk-driving laws in Deutschland. (Lookit the size of that beer!)
- We dropped BigAl off in the middle of the Austrian Alps and told her to find her way back to Bonnieville
- Somebody put this castle out in the middle of freakin' nowhere
- More swank castle goodness (and me looking stupid)
- Raphe and I just chillin'... I think we were made for castle livin'
- Finally, I get my groove on! (Rapher looks pissed!)
- BigAl and Rapher at another crazy palace... I think Rapher's going for the tit!
One final picture in Munich of Melanie, Steve, BigAl and Rapher drinking the Isarplop!
Oh, and I'm sure somewhere in there, I did some physics...

The only reason I made it out of Munich alive is 'cause Rapher had to go to Philly. And if you're wondering why I haven't got so many photos of Berlin, it's because it was FREAKIN' SNOWING IN THE MIDDLE OF APRIL. (Maybe I've been living in Australia too long, but that just ain't right.) Jens tells me that it's the coldest April they've had in recorded history... and they've been recording things for a LONG time...
- Kate at Checkpoint Charlie, and the Brandenburg Tor
- They had a funeral for the UN while I was there. (The Krauts HATE George Dubya...)
- Steve chillin' with Heisenberg and Schroedinger, while Jess hangs with Einstein
- Jess bundled up on her favorite bridge, and at her law school
- Steve at some wall that had the CRAP SHOT OUTTA IT! And Jess too
- This doorway didn't fare much better...
Oh, and I'm sure somewhere in there, I did some physics...
STEVE: 1, ITALIA-DEUTSCHLAND: 0 !!! NEXT!