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Ah...(sipping)...well, there's a reason they're not famous for their coffee. The sausages, on the other hand, you'd be hard-pressed to find elsewhere. The flavor is simple but the effect draws from the momentum of a few hundred years, and with that kind of velocity the Germans mustn't find it difficult to produce such a deceptively unique product. And these were only the little dinky things that came with breakfast! More later on the big ones.

It's a bright, white lighted morning on the Stuttgarter Platz, a few meters north of the rail line and half a block West of Kaiser-Friedrich Strase, facing South. The hostel is relatively secure and clean, and sits in the far Western section of Central Berlin where condos, offices and shopping form an international outdoor mall. The hostel's breakfast is standard continental fair. Somehow, though, the warm rolls so casually set out at European tables are awesome. Their crisp, flaky outer shells collapse givingly to fingers eager for warm and glutenous interiors. The butter is always sweet, the orange juice always unnaturally thin and tangy (yet somehow refreshing), the deli meats far less salted than those in America (yet accompany the cheese options more appropriately).

Familiar fragrances both floral and carbon linger in the sunlight. But the air is right. The blue above is tinted by a white gauze of precipitate. It's sorta hot. The aspen trees are familiar; the fashion laid out on the bodies of young women and men doesn't seem foreign. In turn, I can't seem that foreign around here, until maybe when I open my mouth. Apart from the confused look I've most certainly been giving all the German-coded signs and billboards. Maybe if eleven hours of extra travel time hadn't been tacked on unapologetically by American Airlines--the trip totaling 27 hours from my door to the hostel's--I'd have the energy to make sense of this German phrasebook and dictionary I bought. In response to getting here Theresa and I walked out for cheap glasses of Orvieto white and pizza Gorgonzola (not so German).

The sun was setting when we arrived at our room. The back windows open onto a wide and escapeless light shaft; an alleyway without an entrance. The moss made it pretty. I sat my butt down in the window box and leaned out backwards to begin unwinding. The sounds of German voices above me bounced around the concrete walls in a music whose code I had no business comprehending. The effect continues this morning.

Places we want to visit round these parts before heading to Rostock and Hamburg, and, perhaps, Frankfurt: 1. The Berlin Film Museum, 2. The Potsdam Film Museum, 3. The TV Tower, 4. The Tiergarten, 5. The Victory Column, 6. Checkpoint Charlie and the remains of the Berlin Wall, 7. The Dora concentration camp and Mittelwerke rocket factory in Nordhausen, 8. The bunker where Hitler killed himself, which is near that giant expanse where he'd deliver inspiration to thousands of soldiers and officials, 9. The Brandenburg Gate, 10. The Government Quarter...and, of course, the rumored-to-be-splendid East Berlin nightlife.

I'm getting kicked out of the breakfast room. More later on bicycles and "The Sun Also Rises" by ol' Ernst Hemin'way. Auf Wiedersehen!


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Jun. 18th, 2008 09:56 am (UTC)
Es klingt wie Sie haben eine gute zeit! (That's meant to say "It sounds like you're having a good time."... but my German sucks, so it probably means something very silly instead.)

I love German sausages mmmmm, you've given me a craving for one now. (that's what she said...)

If you get chance you should visit the Reichstag too, you get some great views of Berlin from the roof.
Jun. 18th, 2008 06:58 pm (UTC)
oh shit, since when did you go to germany? i don't believe you.
Jun. 19th, 2008 12:22 am (UTC)
did i forgot to tell you about this? maybe we were a bit dislocated for you to remember...i'll be back on the 3rd of july...AWESOME
Jul. 18th, 2008 01:25 pm (UTC)
I object. *laughs* If you had tasted coffee at De drei you would have said something else. I LOVE that place.

Maybe I have asked before, don´t remember... ;ind if I add you?
Jul. 18th, 2008 07:16 pm (UTC)
De Drei? I should have searched around. I switched to beer full time while I was in town. This was a god decision, for the most part.
Jul. 18th, 2008 07:22 pm (UTC)
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