Don't even try to keep up with John. Because you can't. You just can't. Here he is moving at just below the speed of light on his way to (a) the exclusive launch of a new Lufthansa scented manfume at a Frankfort airport duty-free shop, (b) take in the opening of a young undiscovered german artist/designer who crafts busts from his own bellybutton lint and shredded birken bags, or (c) open up an ultra-exclusive underground dance club near terminal B. Or all three. And he'll do it ALL before you catch up. And he'll look better than you doing it. trust me.