{"id":458,"date":"2011-06-13T09:59:31","date_gmt":"2011-06-13T09:59:31","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.creative-catalyst.com\/expect\/?p=458"},"modified":"2024-07-26T10:00:25","modified_gmt":"2024-07-26T10:00:25","slug":"things-to-forget","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.creative-catalyst.com\/expect\/things-to-forget\/","title":{"rendered":"things to forget"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

in may, i went to linz to attend LiWoLi<\/a>; i then had 2 nights back in munich to wash my clothes before heading to rome for the Live Performers Meeting<\/a>. on the way to the airport, i observed to andy that one good thing about having such a fast turnaround meant that i hadn’t forgotten to pack anything, since i hadn’t really unpacked. as these sage words left my mouth, the sickening realisation dawned on me that i had, in fact, forgotten something rather important: the power supply for my laptop. it was too late to go back for it. for a moment i contemplated whether or not i might get by on borrowed power supplies – after all i was going to an event with nearly 500 artists, probably all of whom would be travelling with a laptop & the majority of them the same or similar to mine. but … i didn’t know any of them at all, i had to give 2 presentations plus rehearse & prepare, plus attend a separate online event on the friday night … my laptop battery is just about as good as new, but it was too risky to go without a power supply. the only good part to this story is that an electronics shop at munich airport had my power supply in stock, & were only too happy to relieve me of 99 euros in return for it. well, it’s just another lesson; i hardly ever forget anything. & now i have 2 power supplies, so if one breaks i have a back-up, & while both are working i have one in the bedroom & one in the living room.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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a couple of weeks later, andy & i\nmade an overnight trip to south tyrol (as one can do, when one lives\nin southern germany). we hardly needed to take anything with us, just\nfor one night. as we neared the austrian border, andy casually asked\nif i had my passport with me. i always carry my passport when we go\non trips like this – even day-trips to salzburg or innsbruck, i\nalways take my passport. except this time. but i’ve never had to show\nit before – border controls on roads between germany, austria &\nitaly simply don’t exist anymore. i always carry it and i’ve never\nhad to show it. except this time. apparently, there’d been some big\npolitical event in vienna that weekend, & security was tight in\naustria. we were stopped at the border at scharnitz by a border guard\nwho wanted to see two ausweisse. andy showed her ID card, & i had\nnothing (not even my nz drivers licence, since i’m in the process of\napplying for a german f\u00fchrerschein & the officials have my nz\nlicence now). no photo ID at all. the border guard was actually very\nnice – he said that he didn’t mind if we carried on, but that i could\nface a \u20ac1000 fine if someone chose to fine me; but he wasn’t going\nto fine me. i could also end up stranded in austria or italy, unable\nto get back to germany & my passport. so we turned around &\nstarted the hour & a half drive back to munich. by the time we\ngot home, andy had decided it was still worth going to south tyrol,\nso i dashed inside for my passport & we set out once more. it was\nabout 5.30pm by the time we got back to scharnitz; the police car was\nstill parked at the side of the road but there was no sign of any\nborder guards. i had my passport & nobody wanted to see it. we\ncarried on to the austrian-italian border, where nobody wanted to see\nmy passport. we came back the next day and nobody wanted to see my\npassport. but i won’t forget it again.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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