Hallo.
Okay, how this started:
Stay up until 3 packing and re-packing--many lists involved.
Sleep until 6:30, wake, shower, re-check everything, try to get out the door quickly; that never succeeds with my family and that day wasn't any different.
In the car, talking about nothing for 90 minutes or so. Get to Oshkosh, go eat avec my parents and my grandma who kicks ass and joined us along to see me off. Eat bad French Toast and drink bad diet pepsi, the Breakfast of Champions.
Back in van, drive to campus, look for the DropOff Point, argue about where said DropOff Point is--I'm already done with that for the day and go about ignoring adults speaking at me.
Jimby runs out and talks to other people, never a good sign for myself nor the other people. Sit in the van, get out, unload, say goodbye quickly and force the parents back into the van and back to Watertown.
Talk amongst ourselves, load up in the big-ass bus for like 6 of us, talk talk talk, try to sleep but everything is torn the hell up, 4 hours until we get to Chicago.
We pick up two more so we have a big-ass bus for 8 of us now. People get their precious Taco Bell and I get the last True Diet Pepsi before Europe.
In the airport. We get in line, go to Virgin and have a guy talk at me with some weird-ass accent and just hand him every document I had in my hand. We go through security, bye belt and shoes, did NOT get randomly searched *happy dance*. We sit around for about 2, 3 hours. Start to board. Get on the plane. I sit on the aisle, but have to move constantly for Green Polo man and his Girlfriend that insists on calling me Honey when she wants to get back in her seat. I watch Jumper, which isn't nearly as bad as everyone tells me. Play some oldschool Pong--I win, suck that Airplane computer. I play Tetris in all of its glory. Then I play Chess and lose my self-esteem as well as the game. This goes on for about 8 hours and then we get there.
We have about a 5 hour layover, we go through security Bye Belt, then we wander. Grab food (Grilled Cheese) at some place, sit and talk. Go around, look at shops, like supermega stores. Literally, just sit around for hours. Some take a nap in the little kid area. Finally we can board and I'm sitting by the window; however, I sleep for CrazyAss take-off and wake up to my ears popping. I get a Diet Coke in the cutest little can imaginable. We land, wait for luggage (mine, for once, wasn't last), wait for the bus. Get on the bus, sleep the first time since I left Saturday for real (only like half an hour), get back. Go to lunch and have Pasta Primavera, sick peppers. Get back and pass out at like 11, 12.
MONDAY
Scavanger Hunt of fun. 7 hours roaming around Berlin. Start off with Starbucks. Sit on the bench and plan. Fountain picture of Neptune. Go into their kick ass City Hall. It's mega red and has a room of busts and statues that I'm very glad we saw. We sign the book and leave. We head right and go to the World Clock, where we (Ashley, Vickie, and Staush) meet the coolest old man ever that loves the word "SightSeeing". We walk down Alexanderplatz, finding an ATM and the coolest game stores you'll see. We wander around, somehow walking into West Berlin. We guide ourselves mostly by "Oh look, that's a pretty building" and then precede to go towards it. We see the Reichstag, see the Chancellor's office (A.M. is pretty kickass). Go towards a bell tower, see the pregnant oyster, get lost looking for Tracy Slagter's history-lover, Otto Von Bismarck's statue in a huge ass garden. Find said statue and the Golden Angel that basically tells France to suck it. Go eat at a cool little place, go Meatballs, get to the '36 Olympic stadium, go back, find a bank, and get our last picture of Haus Huth and go back to the hostel. Storytime/class time and then I don't remember what I did, probably homework.
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