“Road trippin’ with my two favorite allies, Fully loaded we got snacks and supplies, It’s time to leave this town, It’s time to steal away, Let’s go get lost.” In a great, grey industrial estate in Germany… is what the ‘Chili Peppers would have been chanting out of the stereo if only I had taken CDs with me for the journey….The journey began in the mountain city of Innsbruck. The sun was like a shiny yellow button in a woolen sweater depicting a mountain scene, knitted by your granny for Christmas of course. Spirits were high. I was part of the elite grommie mission unit code-named “TTR Car Recovery And Purchase.” Our task was the following; To navigate the Austria-German border by public transport, gain control of TTR 1, 2, and 3, and return to mission HQ safely. Simple; Or so we thought. Read the rest of this entry »