From Wroclaw I flew to Dortmund, from Dortmund I traveled to Aken and at the central station of Aken a kind lady picked me up and transported me to the city of Eupen: one of the few places in Belgium were German is spoken.
The minister of culture for the German speaking minority in Belgium introduced me and a German author to the pupils who were present at the reading tonight.
The minister of culture was extremely sexy, for a minister of culture, I was intrigued by her and I would have loved to get to know her better. But shortly after the reading she disappeared.