Met a wonderful German couple today and, well to make a long story short we drank a shot with a human toe in it.  Not that we had to do it, we weren’t forced to do it.  In fact, were not sure why we did it.  As Robert Service once said:

There’s a race of men that don’t fit in,
A race that can’t stay still;
So they break the hearts of kith and kin,
And they roam the world at will.
They range the field and they rove the flood,
And they climb the mountain’s crest;
Theirs is the curse of the gypsy blood,
And they don’t know how to rest.

Well, after drinking a toe we certainly don’t fit in.