Have wundervull friends.

Love my wundervull friends who are generous, kind and trek from far away places to say adieu before I leave.

I leave next week.

I will miss my dear wundervull friends. Ja, I will miss their wundervull ways; who's going to start speaking in woeful German and Russian with me when drunk??

Methinks I will treasure moments. Wundervull moments like that of coercing Gigglesworth to steal glassware from the CBD Hotel and becoming fugitive on run from Clarence Street to Kent Street.

Methinks also that I will treasure cheap momentos. Silly momentos like Gigglesworth's glass and the one-dollar pendant from the Delightful Young Man.

Wundervull! Чудесно! Danke sie. Good night. Or morning, rather.