We made it over the pond in one piece which is not difficult when you're flying first class (compliments of my awesome roommate). Seriously, if you ever get the chance to do such a thing, I highly recommend it. It's as if the flight didn't even happen. And now, we're in Europe: the land of embellished jeans and male ponytails. We met a man named Wolfgang at a local eatery who claimed to be a "politic comic". It is not a date because 1) he did not purchase our drinks and 2) he was older than dirt. I will do my best to get to date 11 tonight as not to disappoint my regulars.