A highlight of our road trip through Western Europe has been my daughters singing along to Lucinda Williams’ “Car Wheels on a gravel Road”, the Mekons’ version of “Wild and Blue”, and Johnny Cash’s “Ring of Fire” as well as songs from “Hamilton” (along with, yes, Katy Perry and Ed Sheeran).

Spent the night with the family in the Frassenhütte at the top of an Austrian Alp…

… followed by our trek down the mountain in pouring rain, hail, thunder and lightning (and inappropriate clothing).

We left our home in London exactly a year ago for my sabbatical abroad. After stints in Japan & New York, tomorrow we depart from our last long-term stop — a temporary but already much-loved home — in Leiden, the Netherlands, with still a few weeks to go before our final return.

Always impressed that Stockholm Arlanda airport has eduroam WiFi.

Very impressed that Apple’s autocorrect knows that it’s apostrophes and not quotes in “rock ’n’ roll”.

Flat tire in the Biesbosch (Holland, near Dordrecht).

I love the Netherlands, and I especially love cycling in the Netherlands. I don’t love the various motorized vehicles that are allowed to share the cycle lanes in the Netherlands.

Well, now I have a story about the time I went to see The Mekons but accidentally saw a very loud hardcore band with two drummers instead. This was not my desired outcome. (The Mekons were upstairs. I am kind of bereft.)

Going to Amsterdam, in the fourth country over 35 years in which I’ve seen The Mekons, a band whose music and shows and philosophy of life, art, and politics have meant more to me than almost any other.

Apparently, my fingerprints are almost worn down (according to biometric scans of the Dutch Immigration and Naturalisation Service (IND).

My book, The Random Universe, is due out in November. It discusses how we build models of the world, even under conditions of radical uncertainty.

(It was finished last year, but it turns out that there is still a lot of work to do even after the text is complete…)

Starting the final leg of my sabbatical — back in Europe for the first time since leaving last July. A quick stop through Madrid and then Leiden through most of the summer.

R.I.P. Dave Thomas of Pere Ubu, crazy pre-, proto-, art-, and somehow even post-punk post-rock band. Only saw them once, in the late 80s, at the beginning of their second phase, but regularly returned to their beautiful noise.