Mmmmm. Sleep in. Only one roommate. Gone to shower. Better get up.
Musli sucks. Finish the english muffins. Mmmm. Butter-like goo in a tub.
Go walking. Get CD made. Yeah. Gonna suck. Boss isn't in. "But I've got the card reader." No CDs. I take your five. Burn. Can't burn. No CDs.
Go to the store. Wow, four floors. CDs at the top. Slide down to the bottom and back around.
CD PC has no power. But I'm not feeling sour because, all I got are hours. I got nowhere to be and nothing to do. No frustration or elation, cause I'm set on cruise. They set up a laptop it's working I won't stop. They gotta getta cable though, the bat-te-ry's popped. I'm burnin' now, chillin. Cause my memory cards were fil-lin' up. But now it's cool, cause I fit 'em on a disk, quick away to whisk, while the day away I while, thus ends the free-style!
Where's a post office? Meh. Wander. Wander. Ooh. Veggies. Nicer than the market. But no onions.
Wander. Wander. Whither wander, fool. Will I ever find a...
POST OFFICE. Sweet. Under ten euros, as always. Two more CDs and a handful of stubs are winging it back home. Wave bye-bye.
Wander. Wander. Whither wander, fool. Outsville. Industrial land. Factoirs. Saved by a metro stop. Back to the (un)real world.
Metro shark. Circles the city. Duuuh-dum. Duuuh-dum. Feeling hungry.
Where's that school? Oh, it's up north. I'll switch...
Oops. Wrong train. I guess I'm going south.
The garden's out here. I was thinking of going. Then I was going by not thinking.
Pretty. Lots of clouds. Pretty backdrops that make me wait for the light sometimes.
Green house. Flowers. Trees. Beauty. Wallpapers for mom's PC. :)
Oops. Not so nice outside now. Raining. Running. Hiding. Glad I always lug my umbrella.
Back to the Bahn. Back to Berlin. Seventy five cents for another bottle of pasta sauce. Still got noodles at "home".
Add some free garlic. Mmmm. Stinky me.
Talk to Madonna. Lovely Swede. Six years of German and still can't speak... much.
Show pictures to David's Aunt. I'm her hero. Luckily I'll be gone before I can let her down.
Go to the i-point. Type-a type-a type-a. Clack-a clack-a clack-a. Talk-a italian-a. Go-a home-a. Go-a sleep-a.
Ciao-a.
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Hey Blain
Glad to hear the trip to Deutschland is going well. Since you have seen the Brandenberg Gate and Checkpoint Charlie, the only other place I recommend is Unter den Linden. It is somewhere in the old East Berlin.
You are correct that there are a lot of Turks in Germany. In the 50s and 60s they were invited in as guest workers "Gastarbeiters." Now that unemployment is high in Germany, the Germans blame guess who? Oh, if you are every partying with Turks, just remember "Servus" (the Turkish toast)
Oh, Chris, Holly, and Jan all say high. We all got them moved into their new digs over the weekend, and we missed you at the annual Memorial Day BBQ. So, how many days left in Berlin?
I think Unter den Linden was the street heading up to the Brandenberg Gate. It had the statue of Fredrick the Great on horseback and the square where the Nazi's burned books, among other things.
A gal at the hostel was saying the french recently made it law that muslim children can't wear traditional headgear in school. Immigration is an ugly issue over here. One internet writer who may or may not have been a white supremacist said the US lobbied to have Turkey added to the EU to increase the immigration problem and mire competetive economies. Regardless of what you believe, it's an ugly situation.
It sounds like the move went smootly, then. Good deal. I didn't even know it was Memorial Day. :P The holidays are all different over here. If anyone knows what catholic holiday it was on May 26th, I'm a little curious. Munich was pretty much closed.
My first night in Kracow is supposed to be June 6th. I should go book my room.
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