Where did you go, 2015? I won't be able to post this until I've returned to Hamburg and the warm embrace of our sofa and wifi connection. I'm currently writing this from Duncan's stepmother's holiday flat in Benalmádena, Spain. It's a few hundred meters away from a sunny beach on the Mediterranean and I was just rescued from the terrace (seen above), where I spent an unplanned, hour-long tanning session... because I accidentally locked myself outside. ( Duncan was away running errands) Luckily, I had brought my cell phone out there with me, so help was just a Whatsapp message (and a 40-minute drive) away. While waiting for the calvary, I contemplated the unbelievable events of the past year that led to me being locked out of an apartment with a gorgeous view on the southern coast of Spain with 20°C weather on December 31st. I've managed to sustain a pretty sweet streak for about a year, something that seemed so far out of the realm of possibility