Yeah Filou is home but it was an incredible story. When Filou called he did not know when he would catch a flight. So, Siegmar just drove to the airport because it is late now, cold as well. He was driving around (there are 5 terminals) and finally saw him. With his little bag and a red scarf (thank you Randi, I will send it back after it's washed) he was hoofing along the highway.

He had taken a plane to Frankfurt from CPH and had then found a machine to Munich. It was fully booked but he was lucky to find someone with a senator card (the Lufthansa VIP card) who was fond of abyssinians (I'm still shivering -think what could have happened ) and helped him to get in.

He was very tired and is sleeping on the radiator. But I am afraid this will make him fit for another party tonight.

I hope soon to hear from Inka and Maya how their journey was.
Filou is talking about nothing but Spain at the moment -about merluza frita and sangria. The first one may be ok for him but I doubt about the second