After a few more days of sight seeing in London i departed from Stanstead Airport to Berlin. Leaving Stanstead Airport was my first real experience traveling by myself so that was quite interesting, but all ended well after some confusion. I met a nice German girl on the plane who helped me out with finding the train I needed on arrival. It ended up she was 2nd in Germany for 10km endurance swimming, so we had some interesting conversations.
I met mark at the train station and we went back to his sisters apartment which is in an old renovated building in east germany, so its very nice, big and contemperary. Marks neice is very cute, she is learning 3 languages fluently: english, german and swedish!
We headed out this morning to walk through Berlin, the photo is of Fafas (Marks Sister) apartment, very very cool! The first stop was at a war memorial, although neither me or Mark really knew what it was for, none the less, we both got amongst it and the following photo resulted!
We then carried on to a museum with a fountain in the middle of a very nice park, there was also a monument for Albert Einstein, and naturally we got involved in all of this too.
At the place where the Nazis burned all those books, we met a friendly kiwi bear and got a photo with him, figure it out yourself, we werent even on drugs, and heres the photo to prove it!
We went to the german parliament and got a nice german lady to take a photo of us.
Germany is obviously in football fever, and with a little bit more exploring we found a giant pair of football boots that were screaming out at us to be climbed on.
On our walk back to Fafa`s house for dinner we got dragged onto a bus, little did we know, my decision to go on this bus would turn out to be a good one. It was a Corona bus, free beer and a free double decker bus tour of Berlin, we couldn`t believe our luck. We think we were liked by the corona girls on the bus, as they kept telling us we were only allowed one beer, but some how we ended up with 4 each... someones smiling down on us...
Anyway, thats all from me for now. Mark says hi and sends his love to anyone who deserves it. Will do another post in the next day or two, we are thinking of hopping on the bus again tomorrow.
Lots of love to all, post comments or email me, its great to hear from you,
From the other end of the world, Vinny
2 comments:
Yikes, there is no such thing as a Swiss language. In Switzerland, three languages are spoken: German, French, and Italian, depending on what part of the country you live in. My she's learning the German dialect spoken in Switzerland....?
So now that my compulsion to correct is over, I enjoyed your site and hope you're having a good time in Germany.
patti,
I share your compulsion to correct, so I hope you won't mind me saying that it was swedish, not swiss that that girl was learning.
Cheers
Dan
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