Saturday, June 4, 2011

Day 147: or The Day I Left For Berlin

Travel days, you know the drill. I woke up and started preparing for my trip. I borrowed a backpack from the Mom so I was forced to pack light. I have a problem not filling whatever bag I have. But if I have a small bag, I still fit whatever I need into it. Since I will only be in Berlin for 1 night and probably walking around a bit with my bag, I was very thankful to have the backpack. I hung all the laundry up outside and took the Kid to school. When I got back, it was almost starting to rain so I pulled it all in before it all got soaked again. I understand not having a dryer and it’s really not that big of an inconvenience, but it will be nice to have one again so I’m not dependent on the weather.

I made myself breakfast tacos for a late breakfast and realized I’m already over halfway through the tortillas my mom brought. It’s going to be a sad day when there are no more breakfast tacos. The rest of the day went by quickly and before I was ready, I needed to rush to the school to get the Kid. It was raining and miserable and I was quite happy to leave it all behind. I packed up and left him with his brother until the parents got home from work. The train into town was easy and I made it to the station with plenty of time. They put the platform number up only 10 minutes before departure. I’m so used to planes that I get a little antsy not knowing where I’m going until the last moment. I boarded the train and settled in for the night. I shared the space with a English girl studying in Berlin. I didn’t bring a book though because of my lack of space and couldn’t wait until it was dark enough to fall asleep.

Also in our cabin there was a group of Spanish people. They couldn't manage the idea of sleeping in the right bed, so halfway through the trip, in the middle of the night, there was much commotion when someone else was tp join us. The Germans are sticklers for rules and don't understand jusrt sleeping in the empty berth. People assume when they leave Paris no one else will be joining us. But this is never the case. People get on all throughout the trip as the train makes its many stops. Nothing like hearing yelling Germans and police at 1am.

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