4.20.08
Happy Birthday to Barney Gumbel, my cousin Ben, my German father Hagen, and, of course, Hitler.
I got to the train station and 8:30 and found that there isn’t any trains going my way until 12:20. Oh well. Now I’m sitting on a foot bridge about 3 feet above a river. Cloudy, windswept morning. I love it. I’m going to Spain today, maybe I’ll swim when I get there, then I’ll probably just turn around and head back east.