I lost my passport in Berlin. OK, I didn’t lose it, I threw it away. OK, I didn’t throw it away knowingly. Anyway, I’ve been stuck in Berlin.

But this morning I got a new passport, and the most amazing thing is that while I was at the US Embassy the people there knew all about Inside Deep Throat. In fact, just before I did my oath, the guy behind the glass counter was asking me about Harry Reems and Linda Lovelace!

Meanwhile my nightmare continues. After spending a day as a man with no country, it appears I am now a man without a flight. Hmm, what’s better? Spending a day at the Embassy or the night at the airport? Neither.

He’s in Amsterdam now, so the new passport has been successfully activated.