My only previous experience of Germany amounts to a brief, and patchy, recollection of a hundred soldiers pointing guns in my direction, on the other side of a rainy aeroplane window. I was out of my head on a cocktail of severe food poisoning, homesickness and amphetamine psychosis, and this wasn’t what I needed. An hour or so earlier, the pilot of the Afghan Air plane transporting me from Delhi to London had made a dramatic announcement over the public address system.… READ MORE.... …