after a hectic checkout from Lila, i’m now homeless in paris. omg that is so scary.
so it’s an overnight train to berlin. i suppose jx is pretty excited about it all, having seen fewer trains and stuff. nice trains. a largely uneventful sleep where we were both so tired from touring paris and stuff. it arrived late though.
berlin’s got a nice new train station. v good. jh always asserts that paris is better, but nvm him.
why in the world is berlin so darn HOT. the temp reached 31 deg and it was blazing sun the entire day. i want to go back to paris. burny burny. i feel that berlin is oddly deserted. big capital and all, it’s got large wide streets, not too many cars, some modern areas, no nice old areas, some passable monuments, few pedestrians, little sign of life. the only thing of interest seems to be the wall bits. and the pubbing for some people. ok it wasn’t too fun. the ultra hot sun didn’t help. but good that berlin is done with, im not going back again.
Wombat’s hostel is insanely good though. perhaps because nobody wants to visit berlin, not for long anyway.
the photos are you know where, and more.
maybe you could just stop by in berlin for half a day to look at some memorials and walls. haha. ok that’s evil.
wheelchair wurst is charged at a premium of 0.20€ over the normal 1€, with nothing special and the person is also not very handicapped.
we also discoverd that The Sign reads “Vous sortez de secteur americain”. instead of using “Vous quittez” which is a quirk of the french language.