  Is there anything more wonderful than carefully packing every single vital piece of clothes into the backpack for hours, only to find out that it's too heavy??? Three kiloes too heavy to be precise. Oh well, after another hour of re-arranging, I'm all set.
20 kiloes. Not an ounce more and not an ounce less. The internet was down most of the day, so I've had no excuse not to pack and organize things. Oh yeah, I still owe the nice Mr. Bolor from the Mongolian embassy in Berlin 70 euros. THE GERMAN POST LOST MY EXPRESS LETTER!!! Sounds like a bad joke, but that's the way it is. Feel really bad about it because I had to persuade him for around half an hour to pay the courier for me in advance.
He probably thinks I've cheated him! Anyway - it was a bit stupid of me to send cash, but that's the way he wanted it. And for you conspiracy-theorists out there among you, who have already decided that Mr. Bolor has actually received the money, but want me to send more, I can only say: Even though the German Post is incompetent, they have been able to see that the letter has not been delivered to the embassy, so there you have it........ unless they are in on it!!!
Better get some sleep now. My girlfriend is driving me to the airport in Copenhagen at four o' clock tommorow morning. Have to stop over in Moscow for about six hours and then on Saturday morning at 08:20 I'll land in Ulaanbaatar and the adventure will begin for real.... 
