July 9, 2009

And Now, Berlin!

The rain came again. Seth, Tina, the Russian Lady, and I went to work as the rain started to come up from underneath us and flood again. Luckily we were able to stop the water from going to the electrical room again. That was good. After the flood abatement practice, Seth and I were off to Stockholm City Hall. This was our last bit of touristing (I'm pretty sure that is not a word, but oh well) before we caught our afternoon flight to Berlin.

City Hall was a cool looking building from the outside, but inside it is filled with all sorts of art that is just weird. There are paintings of people that have eyes with no eyelids, hands and feet that are disproportioned, and an entire wall that was painted wrong. The artisans started painting at the bottom and decided not to pay attention to the scale of the piece until they reached the top of the wall, and ran out of room.

After City Hall, we had lunch with my cousin, then headed to the airport to catch our flight.

Berlin is the mark of our real adventure. Stockholm was nice because we had my family, which made us comfortable, and gave us a great place to stay, as well as familiar faces. My cousin was awesome to have showed us such a great time. Berlin is going to be different. As we stepped off of the plane into our new world it immediately felt different. Stockholm is clean, and very well kept as a city. Berlin is a bit, um, rougher around the edges. There is a lot of graffitti, and the city is a bit dirtier, but they both have their own charm.
Berlin is a bigger adventure for us as well. As I was saying about having the comfort of my family, we are now going to be sleeping on floors, couches, and in hostels. This should be a bit more gritty. Tonight we are staying in a top floor apartment in the Turkish district in Berlin, which has amazing falafel, with 6 other people. The comfort of a bed and family have been traded for the necessity of a roof. Berlin will be our first stop in mainland Europe, and we can't wait to explore.

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