Berlin is a fantastically cool city. It’s the first place we’ve been so far where I could really see myself living. You have basically all of the last century of world histary within walking distance, plus a rocking night life every day of the week and a large immigrant population giving you good, affordable food and enough spoken English to be pretty comfortable for even someone with my miserable German. We intended to stay for two days, which turned into three, and I want to go back again. We found another free walking tour, provided by a company that also sponsored a pub crawl, and then yesterday we went to the Sachsenhausen concentration camp, so our time was pretty full, but even just staying in the same place for three nights starts to feel relaxing after a while. Last night I went with two Canucks and an Aussie to a movie (Ocean’s 13 – don’t bother), but somehow that too was reenergizing, like a little touch of home. I think knowing that I’ll see my parents in a couple days is why I haven’t been homesick, but it is easy to miss the comforts of the States.
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