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get screwed up. Bob (Amy's boyfriend) speaks better than I. The weather has been horrible. Wery foggy and cloudy and super cold. Now it's not as cold and drizzling. No snow. Bob Cullen, Bruce ([Worm?]), and Skip and me went to Munich last weekend. I drank my first full glass of beer - 1+ liter. Boy was I smashed. Not really. I don't think I was drunk at all. I was very tired (it was pretty late)and in a good mood. It was a lot of fun there. This weekend I'm hitchhiking to Zurich with Bob Cullen. Don't tell Mom. I will tell her when I get back. Sounds funny to describe week-end trips to all over the place. Anyway if you want to hear more call Mom and have her read the letters. I wouldn't care if I were you. Having a swell time in general. Say Hi to everyone. Tell them to write - I will sometime. You write too. - Jan 17 (Wed) Thanks again for the letter and your help.

Love, Anne