Saturday rolled around and I hadn't really accomplished a lot of the things that I intended to accomplish before Tunde arrived to Hamburg. Actually, the only things that I (along with T.Maz ) managed to prepare were 1.) glittery "Max Powers" signs to hold up at the airport and 2.) creating commemorative t-shirts for the event on Spreadshirt. Obviously, I have issues with priorities. Out of pure spite (my firm belief), Tunde had booked his flight to arrive in Hamburg at 7:30am. This is not only earlier than I want to be up on any given Saturday, it's also pretty much earlier than I (have to) get up most days during the week. T.Maz spent Friday night at my place and we planned to get up dark and early to trek to the airport. We went to bed at 2am. I didn't get much sleep. I love me some Tunde , but he doesn't travel light. Never has, probably never will. If that Mayan calendar 2012 shit happens next year, he might not make it out of his house because he can&