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Sweet Shit Saturday #012 (Live From Germany Edition)

Live from Berlin! A little bit about the future of Ridiculously Extraordinary + lots of sweet links …

Greetings from Germany! Err, I mean … Guten tag! I’m in Berlin hanging with Benny!

As you know if you read Thursday’s article, I conducted a survey to figure out exactly what you want out of me. Some of the answers I was expecting, some I’m happily surprised with, and some I’m completely befuddled by. ;)

What I know for sure is that you want a guide to teach you how to get your first affiliate product sale and another guide to teach you how to get your first infoproduct sale. Message received and I’m getting the wheels in motion for a very small group of initial participants in Zero To First Affiliate Sale. That won’t be public on this blog, so don’t worry about being inundated with another launch right now. :)

And … I’m thrilled that so many of you want me to release a fleshed out version of Mind Control Method! Based on your response, and my own excitement about the product, you can expect it on October 28, 2010. (There is a reason it’s specifically that date. Can you guess what that is?)

I’ve had this product in mind since I wrote that Mind Control article and I know it will help a lot of people. But I didn’t actually think anybody else would be interested in it (woohoo! for that). To help me create an awesome Mind Control Method product go to www.MindControlMethod.org and register (you’ll also get early bird pricing, of course).

Since I’m hanging with Benny I feel like I should dedicate this Saturday to language learning. But I don’t read any language learning blogs except Benny’s so we’re gonna stick with non-language extraordinary link love …

Minimalism, Online Business, Nomadism, Men by Brook Delorme

Even though she kinda disses me (and others) in this article it brings up a good point. One that was raised with me in an e-mail conversation with someone else last week so obviously lots of us are thinking about it. Why are there not more women writing about minimalism, business, and travel? Not separately, but all 3 subjects.

If you are the female version of me or any of the other people Brook linked to please do us all a favor and get in touch. Even if you haven’t started blogging yet.

The Diddy Guide to Constant Creativity and Relentless Marketing by Greg Rollett

Diddy himself tweeted this article, it’s that good. :) This is Greg’s guest post on ThinkTraffic.net. Greg rules, Corbett from ThinkTraffic rules. Diddy rules (from a business standpoint). Check them out.

The Essential Qualities of a Traveling Companion by Ivan Campuzano

I have an article about Roadtripping In A Campervan in the pipeline and the most important part of a roadtrip is choosing the right companion(s). I much prefer solo travel, but when I do travel with others it’s usually a phenomenal experience because of the qualities Ivan lists here.

How I Gained 9,000 Subscribers In 9 Months by Glen Allsopp

Glen had a previous blog called PluginID that he grew to 6,500 subscribers before selling. His new blog surpassed that subscriber count in record time. Could you do the same thing? I don’t know. But this is worth a read if you’re a blogger.

How To Have High Value Relaxation by Laura Roeder

Just a day after I posted my How To Relax article Laura came at us with this awesome video! It was complete coincidence, but I guess a little more proof that we really do need to set aside time to relax.

That’s all for this week! I’m gonna go eat some awesome food and turn this town upside down.

Questions/comments/wanna eat at Yellow Sunshine with me? You know what to do …

The Persistent Shower Companion (or Early Mornings At The Munich Airport)

There comes a time in a young boy’s life when his shower companion will be a beautiful woman. This wasn’t one of those times…

It was our last night in Munich, Germany. In less than 12 hours I would be heading back to Orlando and my friends Jason and Adam (NSFW) would be heading to Chicago and New York City, respectively.

Adam and I had early flights out the next morning and he decided not to get a hostel for the night. With the total trek (including walking and waiting) to the Munich airport being at least an hour there was no point in sleeping. Being that it was an International flight, he’d have to get to MUC around 5 am to be on the safe side for his 7 am departure.

I thought about it for a few minutes and decided I’d pull an all-nighter as well since my flight was at 9 am.

With all of that settled we went out for the night to our new favorite bar, Schwabinger 7, king among dive metal bars.

The music is loud, the bartenders are amazing, the drinks are cheap, the people are friendly, and the place is very small and very packed every night. Always the makings for a good time.

Side note: the men’s bathroom is pure filth. Just like a dive bar should be.

We sat down with a large group of German students who were in Munich for just a few more days on some kind of school trip. Their English was good, but I didn’t understand if this was a Winter break or if they were in town to study.

Whatever the case, they were definitely in town to drink.

By 3 am, with a sufficient amount of Germany’s finest flowing through our systems, we headed back to Jason’s hostel. After getting some food at the only place open this time of night (Burger King, so I had fries and salad) Adam and I picked up our bags from Jason’s room and said goodbye.

With a night of drinking and, unfortunately, close-quarters in a smoke-filled room behind me, I really needed a shower. I knew there were showers at the Munich airport so I was really looking forward to getting there quickly.

Adam and I had both spent our last Euros on food and the ticket machine at the train station didn’t take credit cards. In a lot of places that would be a problem, but Germany’s authority figures seemed to be pretty lax about actually checking to see if anybody’s public transport tickets were valid.

So we chanced it, didn’t pay for the 9 Euro train tickets (sorry Munich, I love you, and I will repay you somehow!), and got on the next train to MUC, a 40 minute ride.

I clutched an old train ticket in my right hand and went to sleep, hoping if an agent actually came around, he’d see the ticket and wouldn’t wake me up to check it.

At the airport, I said bye to Adam and went off to locate those showers. It was now 5am and in my slightly drunken and definitely very tired state, it took me a few circles around the airport before I found them.

Being that it was so early the showers were empty so I made my way to the very last of 6 stalls.

I once paid $7 for a shower at a dirty truck stop in the middle of the Arizona desert. The MUC airport shower was free and didn’t have the “truckers use this shower for unmentionable acts of biology” vibe. A clear winner in my book.

After my much needed shower I started brushing my teeth half-naked at the sink just outside my stall when a short man with shoulder length, curly hair, walked in.

He headed straight towards me, opened my stall door, walked inside and started laying his things down next to mine.

Each stall is separated into 2 “rooms,” so you can have all of your belongings with you in the stall, but they won’t get wet.

I quickly spit the soap out of my mouth, opened the stall door, and asked the man what he was doing.

He responded in a language I didn’t understand. It definitely wasn’t English or German so this didn’t bode well.

I pointed at the things strewn about the stall, said “That’s my stuff, what are you doing?” and then pointed at the other available showers.

He looked at me, said something in his indecipherable language, and continued unpacking his shower essentials.

Again, I pointed at the other showers and angrily asked him what he was doing. None of this seemed to matter to him and it was clear this conversation wasn’t getting anywhere.

I gathered my gear and left thinking “this feels like it would only happen in a movie.”

What a perfectly memorable way to cap off my last night in Germany.

I’m just thrilled he didn’t make my acquaintance 15 minutes earlier.