They don't need each other, and they chose over and over again not to prioritise their relationship, and so in the end their relationship dies.

Brown Cardigan Video: https://www.instagram.com/reel/DL0tAjytNKf/

I'm sick as a dog right now, my voice is fucked and I'm coughing up a storm. Boooo. I hope you're well, all things considered.

The reason I follow the club is because it's a big part of the friendship I have with one of my mates back in London, and the feeling I had when we won the trophy was shared with him. Everyone who follows the club and shares that with people in their life got to have that experience when we won, and if you believe what Ange was saying after we won, there's every chance that he could have led us to more of those moments. The people in charge took that opportunity away from him, from us, all because of some cold pragmatism, and finding out for certain that this is where their priorities lie has made me really sad.

Here's the video btw:

https://www.instagram.com/reel/DKZ5X2HRLuZ/

Then on Sunday morning I went to an 11am performance of Chopin's Piano Sonata no. 2 and a few pieces by Ravel, at Tempo Rubato in Brunswick. That was also a magical performance and has had me humming the Funeral March from the Chopin Sonata all week. I had a great show in Bendigo on Thursday, and have another one coming up in Brisbane this weekend!

I don't talk about that too much on the podcast, but I do talk about my brother's surprise birthday, getting my money from the Melbourne Comedy Festival, and workshopping realistic poems for the side of tea cups.

Also it's late and I'm really tired right now.

After the second show I'd done that joke, someone messaged me and told me that actually Tullamarine was an indigenous freedom fighter in the area, and that's why they named it after him. Pretty brutal that I don't even know the guy's name, and that he's so unknown that a joke about Melbourne's airport not being named after someone can literally use his name as a working punchline.

So I've decided to add, as a tag, that someone contacted me and told me that, and now I feel really bad, but I'm still doing the joke. So yeah, that's why the pod is named what it is. Heaps of other cool shit happened this week, but if you want to know about any of that, you'll just have to pop your little headphones in and have a listen, won't you!

I'm having an objectively great festival. It's only been one weekend, but I've already sold more tickets across the run than I did in the whole of Perth Fringe World. I sold 251 in the first five shows alone. That's great! Those are great numbers. And I'm still not happy.

Last year when I didn't do a show at any festivals, and instead just worked a normal job and paid my bills - that was one of the happiest years of my life. It'd be easy to romanticise it and conclude that actually comedy is the thing that's making me upset here, but I know that isn't the full story. I know that the only reason I was able to let go of the grinding and striving for a year and be happy was that for that whole year I was dreaming of this time I'm living in right now.

Every day I drove the bus down the Great Ocean Road, when I was done talking about the stuff out the window, I would put the music on and drift off into fantasies of this run. The first show. The last show. The night I finally film it. The ending. New jokes... those fantasies got me through the year, and made it a very happy one, and now I'm here in that imagined future, and I'm struggling to enjoy it because I'm always wanting more! The irony is not lost on me... but I am having a nice time, I promise.

I can't believe how many different people have stepped up out of nowhere in the last week to offer their help in whatever way they can to make this project happen. I had a moment yesterday while I was eating dinner by myself when I realised that all of this work - this beautiful, tiring, exhilarating work - is because of me! This whole thing exists because of an idea that I had and then started telling people about and working on, and now it's a venue in the Melbourne Comedy Festival. I'm so excited for the next month, and I'm so happy in this moment right now.

I find myself here yet again, in a moment where I could have maybe slowed down a little, but felt like I had everything under control, and then realised too late that I didn't. It was a mistake, whatever, we move on, but it'd be good to learn from it too, eh?

For the next week I'm back in Melbourne and working on the setup of the gallery. There's lot's to do, and I feel really stressed about it, but I'm going to find time every day to stop and take stock of everything that's around me. Have fun. Slow down. Be in the moment. Have fun.

I feel like I'm getting better at choosing not to engage with things and people that don't make me feel good. There's so much of that out there, especially if you spend even a bit of time on the internet. Comment sections are full of angry, hurt people taking their feelings out on the world. It's their choice to do that, and we really can't do anything to stop them, but we all have the power to choose how we react to that stuff, and I choose to disengage.

Today I tried to wash my Mum's partner's car at the car wash and after downloading their stupid app, giving them my details, confirming my phone number, and then paying for a $12 wash with my card, they told me that the machine was broken and I couldn't use the thing I'd just paid for. It's in infuriating situations like that when the use of those reserves of energy is warranted - I sent them an email, and you better believe I will be calling them tomorrow, and reporting them to consumer affairs if I don't get my money back and some vouchers on top of it. 'Happy Wash' indeed.

And this is my point man!! If I was letting myself get angry at every lunatic I saw on the internet, maybe I wouldn't have enough left of myself to pursue these motherfuckers when I actually need to. And yes I DO need to, by the way. Oh I will have my twelve dollars. And then I'll go back to enjoying good times with wonderful friends, which is where the energy comes from in the first place.

I took a walk this morning down to the Torrens near my Mum's place in Thebarton, there's a beautiful trail there with signs telling the story of the Bunyip as written by a children's author. On the signs there are prompts encouraging you to ask questions about the bush around you, the animals, the plants, and the river - why are they the way they are? What can you see? Can you see these particular things? Etc.

The thing that made me realise on Sunday that I was feeling tired was that I had started going to my phone more frequently, looking for the next dopamine hit from ticket sales, Instagram interactions, messages, or whatever. It took me most of the day before I realised the increased frequency of my desperate search for the next hit was a symptom of my tiredness - I hadn't had much sleep the two previous nights, and my body needed a rest.

Going for a walk in the bush (I mean it's Thebarton, so not really, but you know) this morning was a great reminder to be grateful for the success that I'm enjoying right now, but also to remember that that success doesn't actually mean all that much anyway! Like, yes take a look around and enjoy the five star reviews and the award and the ticket sales and the money and all that, but also, there's plenty of beautiful trees and birds out there just waiting for you any time you want. I could have gone for a walk two years ago and never even written this show, and the bush would have been there waiting for me all the same. But I didn't, i wrote a show about Chopin.

I've been watching this Australian show 'Mr Inbetween' on the recommendation of a friend and it is absolutely fantastic! Not only is it funny and dark, it is also recognisably Australian, set in Australia with Australian people as it's characters. Also the guy who created has worked for like twenty years to get this thing made, and he stars in it and is absolutely incredible. What a triumph of artistic vision! This stands in such stark contrast to the utter contempt in which 'Captain America' holds its audience. I sat through two hours of explosions and violent thudding and was bored the entire time - a truly pathetic offering.

I'm reading 'Odyssey' by Stephen Fry, and there's a poem at the start called 'Ithaca' by C. P. Cavafy that has really resonated with me this week. It begins, "When you start on your way to Ithaca // pray that the journey be long", and goes on to describe a life full of "countless summer mornings"; full of adventure and discovery. He says "Always keep Ithaca fixed in your mind ... Yet do not hurry the journey at all".

I take inspiration from the story of Scott Ryan who created 'Mr Inbetween' - he has Ithaca fixed in his mind. I also take inspiration from everyone who worked on 'Captain America', these poor souls lost at sea. I try to remember not to hurry my journey:

"... better that it lasts for many years and you arrive an old man on the island, rich from all that you have gained on the way, not counting on Ithaca for riches. For Ithaca gave you the splendid voyage: without her you would never have embarked. She has nothing more to give you now."

I'm stressing about getting an offer from a venue for the Edinburgh Fringe this year. Whatever happens, I'm going and I'll get the show somewhere, but right now not knowing where that will be, and knowing that it's out of my control, is very frustrating. Having said that though, tickets are moving for Adelaide, and Melbourne has started to tick over as well.

With all the time/money/emotional investment I've put into this show, I guess it is inevitable that I will continue to stress about the future and worry that things won't work out, even as the very same things I worried about three months ago are falling into place before me. Getting out in the ocean for a couple of hours this morning was a great way of taking my mind off all of that.

On the day I'm going to go to South Melbourne Markets for breakfast, then go with my mate to the Yayoi Kusama exhibition at the NGV, then in the evening I'm having dinner with another friend. That sounds perfect to be honest.

Personally I think the ideal future for our country is one where every person who is born here or chooses to come here and make it their home, should feel equally as though they have a stake in our society. I don't think that will ever be possible until we address this thing that sits at the heart of our country. The shameful harm that was done to the people who lived here for tens of thousands of years before the British established a colony here in 1788.

There are countless stories that serve as examples of this shameful secret, and the more of them we tell, the more we, as a society, can familiarise ourselves with what happened, and maybe work up the collective courage to confront it together. One of those stories was told to me by my grandpa in an email recently, and so I plan to tell it in a video, with a piano version of Advance Australia Fair that I just worked out as the backing track. I'm excited to make the video tomorrow, I think it's going to be great.

I have been worrying about ticket sales a bit, but what makes me feel better is the amount of nice stuff that other comedians have been saying to me after my spots this week. I've had so many people who I love and respect tell me that what I'm doing on stage is really unique and exciting. I've also found a bunch of places in the show where I can change things and add stuff to make it funnier and better, and that's incredibly exciting too!

I only have 8 tickets for tomorrow's show, and two of them are a reviewer, so obviously not idea, but Iearned something in Edinburgh this year, and it's time now to put it into practice. Whoever is at the show tomorrow, I am going to welcome them in to the room, put them at ease, and get them around me as I sit at the piano. Then I'm going to give them the best fucking show they've ever seen, and they're going to love it.

The beach has completely fried my brain man.

I landed in Perth today and just checked in to the room above a pub where I'll be staying for the next 19 nights. It's gross in here, there's shared bathrooms, the kitchen has no utensils and smells like musty, old grease, and the laundry is in the basement and was, I am informed by one of the local characters, without power last night. Truly exhilarating stuff!

I think I've reached a point in my life and my career where I am no longer happy to accept this kind of grotty living situation. When I was younger, even as recently as 5 years ago, I probably would have been okay with this, but I've grown up, and I'm not now. Thing is, I'm also not in a financial position where I can afford to stay somewhere that might be, how can I put it, "more to my taste". So here I am. I'll buy some candles and incense and flowers and make the room nice, and I'll do my shows and keep working, but also I'm going to be grateful for this time.

If I've learned anything in the last few years, it is that there is dignity in the struggle and not getting what you want. There is pride to be taken in doing a job, and working for someone else, and we should always respect those who happen, in any given moment, to be doing their work for us. Staying in this awful room is a good reminder that no matter where I go or what I do in my life, any success I have is a blessing, not a right. Remember to be grateful, if only so as not to become one of those awful, little cunts.

The way I've always coped with the anxiety is by just filling my time up with stuff, and I don't necessarily think that's a bad way of coping, but it becomes a problem when I make commitments and then put undue amounts of pressure on myself to fulfil those commitments. That's funny isn't it! I do feel anxiety when I'm still, so to avoid that anxiety, I fill my days up with activities and commitments, sometimes to the point that there are too many things for me to do, which gives me anxiety. It really never ends.

I think what I'd like to remember is that while I do like to always be doing lots of things - seeing friends, doing stand up, working on projects etc. - if I ever find myself rushing through my days because I've given myself too many of these therapeutic *things* to do, it's okay to leave some of those commitments unfulfilled. I am allowed to prioritise my commitments however I see fit, and then if there isn't time for something, I can just apologise and say that I'm not going to make it. I'm about to go to Perth for three weeks, and I'm going to have heaps of time to myself, so I'll see how all this goes I guess.

That is exactly where I'm at right now! In the last year I worked hard on my show, took it to Edinburgh and had a very successful first season there, worked with a designer to create a visual branding language for the show and have started to use that brand to promote it. I also went to New York for the first time, which is something that I've wanted to do for the best part of ten years! I also worked as a tour guide and discovered that I don't want to pursue that as a career, which is something that I thought I might be interested in at the start of the year.

In the next twelve months I will be crossing two more things off of my list of long-term goals: 'Record A Great Special' and 'Live In Another City'. On Saturday night I went to a party and a friend did a tarot reading for me, and the thing that I chose to focus on was my planned move to London. I'm nervous about it, specifically leaving my close friends and family in Australia, and everything that I'm going to miss in their lives, but I'm also confident that this is what I need to do for myself and my career. Happy New Year everyone, we did it.

I got the impression from the outset that whoever had made this film was very angry about the subject, and wanted us to feel the pain and discomfort that they feel when they think about it. I figured it was probably a woman and I was correct - bully for me! I really enjoyed the way the shocking visuals and sound in the movie made me feel uncomfortable, which is odd to say, because at the time I was.. well, uncomfortable. But immediately I'm like, okay if I feel uncomfortable now, imagine how uncomfortable it must be to actually BE a woman and be subject to these kinds of pressures and standards! Provoking the audience into such considerations is the sign of great art.

In a way, this is what I'm trying to do in my show - I want people to recognise the feeling that I find in the music, and then relate it to their own lives so they can actually feel it themselves, and in doing so, connect with the experience of the person who wrote the music I'm playing. The feeling I'm working with isn't anger or anything close to it, but rather hope, which comes with it's own fears and anxieties. Despite the differences, it was inspiring to see a film - a piece of art - where each element is so clearly chosen with an overall effect in mind, and everything is working in concert to achieve a clear goal. It wasn't at all subtle, but what's the big whoop about subtlety anyway?

The ad creeped me out for that reason, but also even more so because the Instagram page that was hosting it was full of the same guy saying the same words to a camera, but with all different intonations, different music, and wearing different hats and sunglasses on his face. It feels as if whoever is selling this thing is doing A/B market testing on their own face, trying to find the optimal combination of sounds and images required to sell these cynical, loveless items.

As I wade into the world of advertising and marketing ahead of the festival season (the show opens a month from the 17th!!!) I am more and more aware of this kind of stuff. I'm even using some of it to sell my tickets, but I am also very conscious of trying to keep it at arm's length, because throughout the world of marketing there exists this idea that you can sell anything with the right ad campaign. There are people all over online message boards and social media apps talking about how they can increase your Lead Generation and Sales Performance and ROI without ever talking about what products anyone might actually be selling, and that kind of mindset is liable to destroy a person if it gets a hold of you.

And boy has it gotten a hold of these book-selling losers on Instagram.

First there are the people who play the classics, they go through the music from the 17th, 18th and 19th centuries and play the same pieces over and over again in search of the "composer's intention", while attempting to also bring some aspect of their own personality to it. Each year there are dozens of recordings of the most famous pieces of the classical repertoire, and the people in this world have opinions on all of them.

Then there are the people who go in the complete opposite direction - they are sick of playing the same pieces and so they rebel in the extreme by creating music with completely outlandish instruments and sounds. It's conceptual, it's cerebral, and it might actually be nonsense? We're talking music with teapots, we're talking music determined by the roll of the dice, stuff that seems like it's more about the idea of the thing, rather than the actual thing itself.

Both groups of people have interesting ideas and I wouldn't go so far as to say that they're creating cynical work at all! I'm not trying to denigrate either of them, except to say that I think they both, to some extent, have their heads completely stuck up their own asses.

I say all of that to say - with absolute joy!! - that this week I discovered a new pianist named Eugen Cicero who seems to embody a third, completely exciting and inspired path. He plays the classical repertoire - music that was created to sound beautiful - but rather than sticking dogmatically to the text, he brings it to life with his own improvisations and modern musical ideas. I love it, and now you can too as some of his music is hidden at the end of my ramblings on this week's podcast. Enjoy!

In reflecting on what is catastrophic news for so many of my friends, I'm reminded of my own experiences with management. I think it's tempting as an artist to see management as someone who will take care of the business side of everything and allow us to do the work we want. That's the idea we are sold, and that's what we all hope for, because we aren't the kind of people who are confident in the world of business. But no one really has any more of a clue than we do about how to market our work, and if any of us actually wants to make a career out of doing this, the only way to make that happen is to figure out for ourselves what it is that we do and why people might pay money to see it. That's not to say that managers are useless, just that whatever it is that they can do, we can do it as well, and we probably don't need to be giving anyone 30% of our income to do it for us.

Moreover, it is so important that we think about these questions ourselves, because if we want to keep pursuing our art and growing as artists, we need to eventually take the leap and become professional. On Sunday I went to watch a wonderful amateur choir and orchestra perform Beethoven, closing with the 9th Symphony, 'Ode To Joy'. I was reminded that Beethoven's incredibly difficult orchestral parts were one of the things that led to the development of professional orchestras, because people needed to be paid to practice so they could have the time to actually play his insane music! I feel like that's where I am as a comedian - I have reached a ceiling of how good I can get with the resources that I have, and I need to find an audience and start making money from this if I want to reach that next level.

If you haven't seen that Bernie Mac set, do yourself a favour: https://youtu.be/UaXVt1QTwRU?si=KcnyOdq5zdM4mkOG

Here's the clip from that docco with DJ Shadow: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1gpKYnRdf0A

YouTube Video about Ludovico Einaudi's Music: https://youtu.be/v_sQ_fb_M1Q?si=t8a7Uzy092LoA7wh

Link to the YouTube Video of 'System of a Brightside' https://youtu.be/M1qZpGdTLiM?si=pF6JH1VU-j1ZRmlK

Barney Ronay's Maradona Article: https://www.theguardian.com/football/2020/nov/27/brave-intelligent-diego-maradona-was-a-man-who-moved-through-different-air Daniel Harris' article on Roberto Carlos' free kick vs France (1997): https://www.theguardian.com/football/blog/2022/jun/03/golden-goal-roberto-carlos-for-brazil-v-france-1997

Rhysics: https://linktr.ee/rhysics

Here's that video from Campbell Walker about finishing things I was talking about:

https://youtu.be/WlKSBblYGH0

Bella's Article: https://www.news.com.au/lifestyle/real-life/news-life/the-overturning-of-roe-vs-wade-is-a-devastating-sign-of-how-the-world-sees-women/news-story/abd48dfdf7dd99fa0da245e08c58c0aa?amp

Here's the link for the YouTube video I was talking about, please jump in and defend Michael Shafar and I against the right-wing trolls. https://youtube.com/shorts/lR25EVy2OTE?feature=share

https://vm.tiktok.com/ZSewFNYbc/

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Follow Casey on Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/caseygothard And buy some fairy bread merch on her website: https://caseygothard.com/

Follow Aurora on Instagram @aurora_campbell

And follow the podcast @sittingunderpodcast

Spotify link for Arecee's album 'Beating A Dead Horse'

https://open.spotify.com/album/7xP9IgDIc7CMCKtogHosSB?si=XN2Zj7KXSqOpMw_RC30Fow&dl_branch=1

Music: Fortune - Laura Marling

Music: All My Happiness Is Gone - Purple Mountains

Music: Tell Me Why - The Kid LAROI

Music: Want You In My Soul - Lovebirds, Stee Downes

The Edmund Hillary and Tenzig Norgay docco I spoke about: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nDbE00gV20k

Music: Quand Je Marche - Camille

Music: What Kinda Music - Tom Misch & Yussef Dayes

Music: Venezuela Riddim - Hak Baker (Check out the video for this song on YouTube, it is so, so beautiful!)

Music: Wobbles and Cobbles - Hak Baker

Music: Kwame Nkrumah - Kojey Radical

Music: Love to Angie - Red Astaire

Music: Chemicals - SG Lewis

Music: Not That Special - Lily Moore Photo Credit: Ann Gibbons

Music: Enough - Bad Sounds

Music: Core 'N Grato (The Ungrateful Heart) - Dominic Chianese

Music: Survival of the Fittest - Mobb Deep

Music: Turiya & Ramakrishna - Alice Coltrane

Music: When She Loved Me - Sarah McLachlan

Music: Catching Feelings - Riton & Kah-Lo

Song: Cold Summer - Georgia Maq

Music: Vibe - Cookie Kawaii

https://www.nytimes.com/2020/03/14/technology/coronavirus-purell-wipes-amazon-sellers.html

Music: Innerbloom - Rüfüs Du Sol

Music: Waiting for the Great Leap Fowards - Billy Bragg

Music: One Crowded Hour - Augie March

Follow the podcast on Instagram @sittingunderpodcast for each episode's artwork. And follow me at @aidanjonescomedy .

Music: Lost In U (feat. McLean) - Logistics

Music: Know What I Mean - The Manor

Music: The Things That I Used To Do - G. Love and Special Sauce

Music: Before I Lose My Mind - Claptone

Music: Kojaque - Eviction Notice

Music: Way Down The Line - The Offspring

Music: Transmission Pt. 2 - DJ Shadow What Does Your Soul Look Like Pt. 1 - DJ Shadow

Song: Chameleon - PNAU

A few names are silenced in this for anonymity's sake. People got jobs and stuff.

Music: Boyboy - Bella Boo

Music: Tezeta - Mulatu Astatke

Music: Paper Airplanes (Makeshift Wings) - AFI

Music: Boys Don't Cry - The Cure

Music: Truth Hurts - Lizzo

A great conversation about photography, and also kebabs.

Interview Starts at 16:00

Music: La Catedral (no. 1 & 3) - Augustin Barrios

Music: 10/10 - Rex Orange County

Interview starts at 15:55

Song: Person - Crackazat

Music: Lover Come Back - City and Color

Find Caitlin on Instagram and Twitter: @caitlindurante And the podcast: @bechdelcast

Music: Alex G - Mis

Music: Chopin Nocturne in C Minor (Played by Vladimir Feltsman)

Riley is one of the smartest dudes I know, although at times it is hard to tell whether he's actually smart, or just incredibly confident whenever arguing a conversational point. Either way, we sat down to talk about his podcast, politics, and the world and society generally. He answered all of my questions, and even when they were absolute garbage, he gave me intelligent, reasoned, and interesting answers. I was way out of my depth.

Follow Trashfuture on Twitter: @trashfuturepod and Riley Quinn: @raaleh

Song: Punk's Not Dead - Darren Hanlon

Song: Streets of London - Ralph McTell

Also at the end of this episode I put in a bonus recording of a roast battle with my friend Milo Edwards from a few days ago. Settle in, this is a long one.

Song: Pink Floyd - We Don't Need No Education

If you're in Berlin, go and check out Anna's weekly show Döner Comedy, and head to https://comedyinenglish.de/ for all the shows in the city every week. There are so so many!

This week's cafe is Everyday Coffee in Collingwood. (Melbourne, Australia)

A couple weeks ago I sat down with my mate Milo Edwards and chatted about his time living in Russia and performing stand up on Russian TV. Honestly what an insane sounding country, but hearing these stories makes me really want to go myself. Milo has a podcast called Trashfuture which if you're into politics you'll love. My Mum doesn't really like it, but she's basically a fascist anyway.

It's been a great few days so far, and I'm super excited about this summer in Europe.

Link to the crowdfunding page is here: https://www.gofundme.com/rehab-support-for-eddie-james

PS: I went out onto the street and couldn't see any evidence of a crash, so not sure what that big bang was. Maybe a spaceship?

On Saturday a drunk, homeless man brandished a broken glass bottle in my face, so I talk about that for a bit. Also the might Tottenham Hotspur getting up against Chelsea at Stamford Bridge on Sunday, and fellow comedians getting in football related fights. It's been a great week all round.

Brought to you by the now-derelict Producers Bar on Grenfell St in Adelaide, Australia.

I'm reading this great book called This Is Not The Story You Think It Is, by Laura Munson, and I wrapped up with a little reading from it.

Recorded at Lazy Susan's Comedy Den in Perth.

Music: City and Color - ....Off By Heart Ugly God - Fuck Ugly God

Recorded from my room in North Melbourne.

Recorded in my room in Melbourne (24/1)

Musical Interlude: Backbeat Soundsystem - I Spy Recorded walking around Melbourne on Monday night (15/01) and Tuesday arvo (16/01)

I talk about contingency plans for being homeless, recap the best god damn curry I've ever had in my life, and the #blessed segment returns!

Please send your own homeless contingency plans to AJ Taco on Facebook, or email me at crazhore@gmail.com

Musical Interlude: The Foundations - Built Me Up Buttercup

I talk about New Years parties, the machette in my room, and wish Logan Paul all the best after he ruined his career as a Children's Entertainer.

Musical Interlude: Auld Lang Syne played by Some Cunt With A Piano on YouTube

I talk about AFL being shit, salesmen, and why nursing homes should have a free bar.

Song Intermission: The Living End - Closing In

On the Friday night in Dublin I call out to some kids drinking on the street, and wonder why the fuck Spanish tour groups are still out at 8pm on a Friday night. Then in Edinburgh I reminisce about a great conversation I had with my friend Josephine THE DAY BEFORE that led to her quitting university to become an artist.

I also speak on a bunch of other subjects that I have absolutely no qualification to weigh in on. This was a lot of fun.

Song intermission: Loyle Carner - Heard 'Em Say (Kanye West Cover) live from BBC Radio 1

I talk about having a shitty time while travelling, drinking in Berlin, and being brave enough to wait an extra day before washing your clothes.

I talk strategies for dissuading people from sitting next to you on long-haul bus rides, shit cunts snoring in backpackers' hostels and ways to covertly wake them, and being worn down by the grind of travel.