Mark was sleepy and jet-lagged, we had to put him to bed now.
That's a lie, the leather seats of my Volvo were fine! And I now know his mom, bro and sis-in-law and I can assure you they are all lovely normal people, reassuringly not a model train enthusiast among them!
I'm back home now, I was indeed very sleepy by the time we had finished dinner, it had been a long day that started out in Paris with a ride on the morning TGV. SNCF was striking on/off were we lucky this day, here underneath the massive train shed (more than 25 tracks wide. It was a great trip across France, at points we made 260KMH on track that was glass like.
I hoofed it over to Uwe's office which is quite close to Franfurt's train station after the four hour trip (I was wide awake the whole time, there was much really cool train stuff along the way)
I'll post the pics of my visit separate, but I need to publicly express my gratitude to Uwe. He opened up the office to me and gave me a guided tour of what is the best collection of Gibson basses in the world, giving his time and of course being his wonderful, gregarious German self. After seeing the basses we later went out to dinner with my family and again Uwe was the generous host, thank you! You do know we meant for you to be our guest - I'll expect a trip to Seattle from you and Edith someday so I may repay the favor.
Mr Hornung and the '73 Ripper prototype.
