Junky by William S Burroughs is an interesting tale, traipsing around New York and imbibing anything he could get his mitts on. It was good to read John Wyndam’s The Chrysalids in the Amsterdam sunshine, however I wish I had read it ten years ago though (its perfect for a dreamy teenager). I finally finished the last few pages of On the Road by Jack Kerouac, the initial inspiration for the Book Club For Drunks.

My current read? Time Must Have a Stop by Aldous Huxely. I bought this in a Berlin market yesterday for 3 euros, and was given a free idea (“Like a fortune cookie, but no cookie!”) from the seller. It made me very happy…
As you can imagine I was swooning all over the place when presented with a fistful of colourful papers to choose from. This one called me, it roughly says: “One doesn’t discover new lands without consenting to lose sight of the shore for a very long time.” – André Gide
An apt metaphor for all 4 books, and my trip.


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You should also read Electric Kool-Aid Acid Test by Tom Wolfe, and pretty much anything by Charles Bukowski.