A day in Dortmund

Dortmund · between two worlds

The bag is packed, the flight is tomorrow, and I’m in a Dortmund hotel room with nothing to do but be early. I’m here for a work evening, which is a perfectly good reason to be a long way from the beach I keep mentally standing on. The minibar is judging me.

The evening hasn’t happened yet, so this is the placeholder; the actual report from the team dinner lands here once I survive it.