Across the Pond

We made it. I don't know why they call it a pond, it takes forever to get across. We didn't sleep much on the plane. It was packed. So we were quite tired by the time we arrived.

Customs was a breeze. In Paris we asked a security guard where gate 34 was, he asked to see our boarding passes, looked at my passport and said something French that sounded like "special", looked at Matthias's EU passport and you could tell he was thankful and then let us through. In Germany, we decided we had nothing to declare, walked through the green sign, and were off. Which is all fine and good but i have no stamp in my passport. boooo.

After we arrived at the hostel, we walked around the area and found the bank, the grocery store, and some italian food. The menu was in Italian and German...which was kind of helpful as i could recognize enough italian words and enough german words to order. Of course I ended up ordering Hawaiian pizza, which was pretty easy to read.

At the grocery store, Lidl, matthias found his milchschnitte and has been eating it every 2 hours ever since.

Given our lack of sleep we didn't do much yesterday other than shopping, sleeping, and a quick trip to the Hauptbahnhof (a new train station in Berlin).

We'll see what today brings.

Tschüss!