Tuesday, May 25, 2010

My new favorite phrase: Lass mich schlafen!!!!!!!

I dont fully understand the meaning of the word 'lassen'. i dont think it translates very well to english. but the phrase means 'let me sleep'. i think lassen is similar to 'to let', but not exactly.

Its strange to think that i have 3 more weeks of class and then one more week with the fam. It seems like nothing. but at the same time, time is going by so slowly. idk. there is so much i still want to do. i dont think 3 months was enough. i mean, i know a lot about the city, but i dont really KNOW the city. i dont know the ins and outs and secret awesome places. i mean, in truth i barely go over to the west side at all. and i dont go that far north usually, so i really only know 3 small neighborhoods out of 12, and i dont even know them that well. but im working on getting to know the whole of berlin better.

this weekend was a long one. there was some random holiday on monday, so we didnt have class. it was called pfifertag or something like that. people tried to explain it but i really dont have any clue as to what it was about. anyways, on friday it was this kid Doug's 25th birthday. he was in my class, but his last day was on wednesday, so by friday he wasnt in my class i guess. anyways, a bunch of us went out to celebrate. he german girlfriend came all the way from ....i forget, some other german city, and his old roommate from when he first came to berlin. then there were 5 of us from class- Me, Ted from California, Dominic from Australia, Joon Soo and Sonik from South Korea (i felt kinda bad cause we pretty much only spoke english, and Sonik's english isnt all that great, but he seemed okay). it was a lot of fun. we met at this bar called 'White Trash' which is an american bar in Prenzlauerberg. it was fun. we stole someone's reservation for a few hours cause we didnt have our own, and drank beer and ate chips. Doug's girlfriend Anna was awesome. us being the only girls, we clicked right away. around ten or so, we ended up outside and a little bored, so we headed to the Carnival der Kultur that just happened to be happening all weekend. It was HUGE. there were whole streets blocked off, one for africa, one for europe, south america,...i didnt see an asia street, but there were american and asian restaurants and kiosks all over the place. there were thousands of kiosks and food stalls and thousands of people. we lost Dominic for an hour or so, but met up with Ted's girlfriend and her friend. we drank more beer and ate amazing food. i had sudanese falafel with peanutsausce. it was yum yum yummy. at around midnight, i was quite tired and had to get up early the next day, so i said goodnight.

saturday morning i woke up obscenely early, and dragged myself to the Hauptbahnhoff to meet up with the group to go on a trip to Schwerin. Sondi went to, and her boyfriend was visiting, so he was there as well. i forget his name, but he was very nice. there was also Floren, a french boy from my class, and a bunch of others i didnt know. I met a nice girl Maya who is an au pair from cambodia (i think), Maria from Spain, some guy with a complicated french name i cant pronounce or even attempt to spell from France, and a guy whose name i forgot too, but he's from Finland. He was nice as well. there were a few others too, but these are the ones i talked to most. the train ride was 2.5 hours, and as it was a long weekend, the train was packed. we all got separated and i was very lucky to find a seat for the whole trip. unfortunately, the teacher, Peter told half of us to get off at the wrong stop, but luckily we were able to walk the rest of the way and meet up with the others pretty quickly. we took a boat ride (Schwerin has 7 lakes) and saw buildings that were made out of mud in the 'Shelfstadt' its called Shelfstadt cause the houses are made by building sort of shelves for the walls and filling them in with mud. we went in a Church, and oh my god we went up about a million tiny stairs to the top of a very HIGH tower. for those of you who dont know, i am not a fan of heights. and im not such a big fan of stairs either. i always think im gonna trip and fall- which i have done several times and it really hurts, so i think the fear is justified. but this tower- the stairs were soooo tiny and soooo thin and they were spiral, so my right foot barely had anything to step on. i was gripping to the iron handle (not really a handly, just a spoke for the stairs or something and it was only on the right side, there wasnt enough room on the left) which was old and falling apart in my hand. by the time i reached the top my hand was black with junk from that handle. anyways, there were thousands of stairs, and then a few more. we passed the bell room and went higher to a room above the bells with a wood floor that you could see through the cracks. btw, by this point i was hyperventalating just a little bit and only walking on the areas with the wood and the beams underneath so i couldnt see below my fee. we were led through a tiny door to a little path around the tower with windows so we could look out. it was a beautiful sight (a bit clowdy, but what can you do) everywhere you looked there was a lake. i was beginning to feel better- this section was made of very secure feeling brick and there were bars on the windows, so the height wasnt too bad. but then we had to go down.

mom- do you remember when we went to that family camp with alan and barbara and hayat instead of to barton cove for the weekend? i climbed up the tall climbing structure really fairly quickly (and if i may say so myself) a little impressively :) but then freaked out and couldnt get down? down is the even harder part. yuck.

going down from the tower, i was shaking and on the verge of tears. it took me about an hour to stop shaking. i was sweating too, which was not fun and making me cold as it was windy and getting ready to rain. but i survived.

after that fearful episode, we had lunch at a very nice place. i had the one vegetarian option- gnocci. which was actually very good. there were more vegetables than gnocci, and the tomato sauce was yummy. i chatted with sondi, her boyfriend, and the Finland guy over lunch. it was a mixture of english, german, and spanish (did i mention that sondi's boyfriend is mexican and working in spain now? he speaks english but no german). crazily enough, the finnish guy spoke all 3 languages. i was proud of myself that i could understand the general meaning of the spanish part of the conversation. :) during lunch it started to rain. we finished and waited under an overpass for a bit (the rain wasnt sooo bad). some guys came up to us and said they were selling tiny bottles of booze to raise money for one of their weddings. a few of us bought the 1 euro bottles of something.

when the rain died down a bit, we walked to the Schloß- the Palace. it was breathtaking. it had gold accents and a very impressive statue of some old guy nikolat, the last slavic ruler of schwerin or something before the germans came. we went through the museum of rooms inside. the rooms were gorgeous. the architecture and decorating and everything, i mean wow. the gardens were a sight as well. there were lilacs in groves and a huge ass massive tree, a really big weaping willow as well, right on the edge of the lake. there was a terrace, and the center was open and below was a patio with a fountain and tons of other flowers. there was a bridge across a small stream filled with ducks and two swans. it was totally a cliche palace and i loved it. we saw the bride and her friends (from the guy before selling drinks) and she was also selling drinks. some of us bought some more. then we walked to the other gardens of the palace. there was another huge statue of some guys, and the pathway was covered with overhanging vines. after that, we headed home. i slept on the train for a while, and later sondi and her boyfriend joined me in my 4pack of seats, and we played cards the rest of the way home.

sunday i slept late, and then headed out for lunch at the carnival der Kultur. it was sooo big. they were setting up for a parade near my street to last about 5 subway stops. so as i walked to the Ubahn (a few stops away cause i wanted to check everything out) i saw tons of stalls setting up. it was fun. i ended up walking almost the entire way to the carnival, and had lunch and walked up and down the streets looking at the stalls. i didnt buy anything, but it was fun to look. I spent several hours there, and then headed home for some homework and studying.

monday i tried really hard to be productive. i went out for a short walk, but as it was a holiday, nothing was open and no one was around. then i had an idea- i went up to Unter den Linden, the most touristy place in Berlin. i knew that such a small holiday couldnt keep this place closed. the tourists wouldnt understand and they would loose a lot of business. i was right. there was a little party goin on, and it was busy as ever. i went in and out of stores, picking up some trinkets and gifts for friends. i found the coolest book- its called jugendsprache 2010. that means slang. it has german slang translated into english, spanish, french, and italien. i know how to say 'my old man' in all those languages! (oh they also have british!)

today was class, and we learned about the word lassen. kinda confusing, but whatever. i think i could use it in a sentence. so i guess i get it enough. anyways, i should probably eat some dinner and do my homework now.

tschüs (bye)

Monday, May 10, 2010

Meine Wochenende

My weekend:

On saturday there was a school field trip to leipzig. It wasnt mandatory, but it was only 15 euros for the train ticket, and we went to two museums, and had a tour so it was a pretty good deal. I went with my friend Sondi, and convinced our classmate Ted to go as well. The train ride was 3 hours long each way. we sat in a foursome with another guy Matin. we played card games and I spy in german, and also the 'who am i' game- where everyone writes the name of someone famous on a piece of paper and gives it to someone else. everyone sees everyone else's name, but you dont know who you are and you ask yes or no questions to figure out who you are, like i was Einstein, but i didnt know so i would ask 'am i a man?' and they would say yes. then i would ask 'am i alive?' and they would say no. stuff like that- so we played that a few times, then went on a tour of leipzig's altstadt (old town) which is only 1km x 1km.

the first museum we went to was a modern art museum which i could have spent all day in, but sadly we only had an hour. it was a little painful at times to go so quickly through the rooms, but what can you do? we had coffee at one of the oldest coffee houses in Europe, saw statues of Goethe (he was a student here) and Bach (he was a cantor at one of the churches). there are tons of little passageways, and a famous ratskeller (a pub) where someone (i forget who) got in a fight with his students and a magic guy turned him into a bird and he flew away before they got into trouble.

the second museum was mostly about the ddr years. it was really cool it had film clips and voice clips, pictures, ads, newspapers, books, a set up of what a east side appartment would look like, all sorts of stuff. it was really cool.

then we made our way home, another 3 hours on the train playing games- it was a great time. but i was wiped by the time i got home and passed out.

Sunday:
happy mothers day! and my 19th birthday! i went for a walk around Neukolln had some lunch, talked to the family who were at Dianne and Peter's house for a bit. then i went out for a nice birthday dinner with my friend Sondi. we walked around and then i went home and talked to my best friend Julia over skype. overall a pretty good day.

Monday:
today was a rainy sleepy day. My teacher is on vacation in france so we have a sub for the whole week. she is not such a bad teacher, but i really like my other teacher better. so does everyone else i think. this new teacher talkes a bit in english which is kinda weird for us because about 80% of the class is korean....so why english? it doesnt make sense. she should speak in german. and we spent about 20 minutes writing these dialogues with partners, but we never ended up presenting them...so we dont really know if we were correct, or if we could understand what other groups were doing...so it was kinda weird. but idk. it could be worse.

Monday, May 3, 2010

Wir sind Helden

well i remembered that there is this band a girl in my class loved called Wir sind Helden (We are Heros). and i got their cd, and they are quite good. so now i can listen to german music and further improve my understanding of the language.

This weekend was erste mai- the first of may, which i think is the european version of labor day? anyways its a big holiday where everyone takes off work. i met up with my french friend from my class in front of the Brandenburg Tor, and there was a HUGE festival. the whole street was shut down. there were food stalls, and booths for this organization or that one. there was a stage with very loud bands playing, but i did hear 'blowin in the wind' so it was okay. we walked around the Tiergarten for a while and just hung out, discussing the dificulties of learning languages and how much grammar sucks- especially in french. she told me about these websites where you can meet up with 'tandem partners'. tandem partners are people who speak the language you want to learn, and they want to learn the language you speak. i went on some of the websites and met a lot of people who want to meet up and have coffee and practice their english and help me with my german. :) im really excited. not only will i have a chance to practice my german, i will also get to know more people who live here.

after i met up with my friend (oh her name is Sondie btw), i went to Aunt Deborah and Uncle Harrold's appartment in Kreuzberg. it was great to see them, and i got a real home cooked meal, which was great cause im kinda eating all my food groups seperately these days- cereal, fruit, and tomatoes plain, strangely enough. its actually quite good. anyways, after dinner, we went to a play at the berlin english theater. it was Sam Shepard's Burried Child. It was kinda a freaky play about this really disfunctional family. it reminded us a little bit of August: Osage County, but i think everything got resolved at the end of that play. here it was sorta just- everyone is crazy and the cycle doesnt end. it was very stange- gave me a lot to think about.

other than that, i have almost grasped the concept of the konjunktiv II case in class, but can not for the life of me figure out when an adjective needs to be in nominativ or akkusativ or whatever we are trying to do. when it is den or der, when it is eines blaues Tshirt or when it is das blaue Tshirt. i just dont get it. someone should tell LES to focus more on grammar in school. we might know how to speak well (actually most people use good instead of well, so i guess not soo great) but we dont understand the rules behind it, and it makes it hard to learn other languages if we dont even know our own. well thats my little rant on languages in the education system.

next weekend is my birthday, yay 19. i am contemplating going to Leipzig with the school, there is a trip on saturday. its a few hours away and a full day excursion, and i have to pay 15 euros, and it is all in german which i am not sure if my understanding level is quite that good, but at the same time, it would be good to do group activities, and my friend Sondie is going, and i could meet other kids at the school, and its good to go exploring...so i dont know.

i miss everyone!

Thursday, April 29, 2010

the life of a donut

the life of a donut is not that exciting. hence the lack of blogging. truth be told, not much happens. every week day i go to school, i learn some german, and then i leave after 3 hours. then it varries a little. i sometimes walk around the greater Unter den Linden area (its a major street that leads to Brandenburg Tor- very touristy, but it goes all the way to museum insel and the lustig garten) the lustig garden, or pleasure garden, is a green park place thing in front of a big church, and a museum, and stuff like that. tons of people flock there on beautiful days. so i go there a lot and lay out on the grass. sometimes i nap, sometimes i study. sometimes i do both at the same time, using the osmosis version of studying aka using an open book as a pillow and hoping the knowledge will sink into my skin.

this past weekend i was a bit sick, with a minor cold, but i felt like death itself for a good portion of 4 days. im pretty much better now, with only an occasional stuffy nose and sometimes a coughing attack of flehm. but no worries.

there is a new girl in my class. her name is sondie from france. she is very nice and doing the exact same thing that i am, but in france the gap year is 3 years into college. shes fresh off the boat, so this weekend we are thinking of going sightseeing. its good, cause i have been rather slacking on the sightseeing scene. although i am getting to know the neighborhood above mine. neukolln is not the most exciting neighborhood ever to live in, but right above it is kreuzberg, where all the young people live, and there are tons of cafes and bookshops and stuff. its nice.

so thats about it. school, life, cafes, possible new friends. alles gut. aber es ist das Leben.

Sunday, April 18, 2010

Sorry Hannah, all i got is: Bremen


i went to Bremen after class on Freitag. i didnt reserve a seat (it costs extra and im cheep) so i got stuck with the floor. yuck. but finally i got to Bremen, and followed the extremely easy directions to The Grand Hostel Bremen. it was 15 euros per nice and about 100x better than any i went to in Israel. of course, those were 15 shekels per night, which is probably like 8x less, so i guess it works out. for some reason, i got it in my head that i needed to get up at the crack of dawn on saturday to go to the cemetary and all that fun stuff. so i tried to have an early night. i had dinner at Casablanca (how could i pass that up?) i got a pizza which the waiter said was small but was like twice the size of me. it was HUGE and i sadly said goodbye to most of it. it was REALLY good. there were pictures from casablanca (the movie) all over the restaurant. it was nice. then i made my way back to the hostel and listened to My Sister's Keeper on my ipod (heartbreaking x 10) then some crazy guy from Dubai came and started talking to me about his life for HOURS he read my palm and said all sorts of weird things. finally i got to sleep and woke up at 7 the next morning. turns out i was about 3 blocks from the cemetery and i found it no problem. I didnt really think about the fact that it was Saturday. shabat. the cemetary was locked. so i went to the altstadt. i walked around Marketplatz, and the surrounding little streets. the shops were still closed but there on the side streets across from Marketplatz there was a pretty good farmer's market opening up. i got breakfast, and the best coffee i've had here yet i made my way along, past the beautiful old buildings (Bremen was not really hit too bad during WWII so there are some nicely preserved architecture. i made my way along to the river bank of the Weser and discovered a flee market of sorts. tons of people sell any junk they can find and people were actually LOOKING at stuff. like one man sold tons of old remotes. there was tons of ceramic and porclain stuffs, old kiddie toys, books, ugly clothes, shoes (some only had 1) all kinds of stuff. it was all junk but i couldnt seem to stop looking either, in search of a diamond in the rough. actually, i found it. for 50 cents, i got Mutter Courage und ihre Kinder (Mother courage and her children) a play by Brecht, for those of you who dont know. Its in german, and im gonna try to read it. its not too long. then i walked and found St. Petri's Kirche (st. peter's church) and a pretty little garden in there too. i kept wandering around. they were auctioning off cars and stuff in the little farmer's market which was turning into a little shook of sorts. they played a bunch of music (all knock offs of american 60s and 70s bands. it was kinda weird to here vietnam songs in bremen, im not gonna lie). i decided for lack of a better idea, to head back towards the hostel where i had seen some shops and other stuff to look at, but the sun was shining and i passed a park that pulled me in. the path was lined with pansies and it led to the water and then along it. i found a little place with benches and asian art all around and a cherry tree or something that looks like a cherry tree. then i kept going and found a huge old school windmill that was turned into a restaurant. there was a huge pattern of pansies there, and grass which i passed out on for hours. i finally walked on until i ended up back at the Bahnhof (train station) and turned back to go to the hostel. i made it back there around 730 after getting only a tinsy winsy bit lost. i dropped off some stuff, and headed out again for food. i went to my first biergarten, which was a little intense for me i must say. there was a loud band playing classics that drunk people could sing along too. there was an accordion. the waiters wore liederhosen. it was loud and everyone was drunk, even the old grandmas who almost tripped on their way out. everyone was with a huge group and i was all alone, so it was a little intimidating. after that, i went to an irish pub and tried there, but i was pretty tired by this time. so i went back to the hostel and passed out. sunday (today) i went to the cemetary again. Zayde never told me it was a jewish cemetary. but it didnt surprise me that it was. no big deal. what was more of a big deal, was it was pretty much only russian. i could not for the life of me find Chaja Sara's grave. i was wandering around, even asked some old man who just shook his head. finally, a very nice old man came up to me and babbled in russian.

btw, this is the like the millionth time i have wished i spoke russian. i think its the next language i need to know. its quite a popular language in the world.

anyways, he (his name was antonov) took me into the little room that had the records and a map of the cemetary, and enlisted the help of another russian old man. together they deciphered what i had coppied down from zayde's email to me about the grave. we found chaja sarah in the records, and looked for where she would be on the map and then went to that spot. she was not there. finally, i found her. her grave was covered with mossy stuff and you could barely make out the inscription. antonov showed me how to clean the grave and we put 6 rocks on her headstone (for each of the points in the magen david) then with one of the rocks (they were white and chalky) we went over the inscriptions to make it easier to read.

after the friedhof (cemetary), i made my way down to the bahnhof and sad on the green infront of it and had some lunch before taking the trains back to berlin. this time i got a seat on both trains.

Sunday, April 11, 2010

somewhere out there, beneath the pale moonlight....

so not much has happened here. sorta made one friend, but shes not the socialble type, her german and knowledge of berlin is not great, and shes been here for 4 months! how does that happen? she also hasnt made any friends yet, which worries me a little. i hope im not like that. i want friends here to go exploring with and whatnot.

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so far, i have done most of my exploring alone. i went back to brandenburg gate, saw some really cool street performing, walked down unter den linden past homboldt university, to museuminsle. (museum island). it was a nice day, so i lay on the green like the rest of berlin. there were hundreds of people there, tons of kids running through the fountains and stuff. it was nice.

i've been kinda struggling in my class, but im not sure if its just cause its too hard for me, of if im just getting adjusted. we're starting a new level of german tomorrow: level a2. i hope i can do it. we'll see. i have been doing this online program called livemocha. basically you can learn a language for free. its not the best, but it helps. it teaches you a few words and a few things (depending on the lesson) i started at the beginning, so i learned stuff like 'Er ist ein Mann' (he is a man) and then you review it, like the computer will say something and you have to click on the corresponding picture, or it will say something in english and you have to translate and pick the words on the screen to put it into a sentence. then there is a writing section, where it asks you to write about stuff you learned in that lesson, and you submit it and native speakers of that language correct it. there is also a speaking section where you read a little blurb they wrote and record it on the computer and submit it and people correct you on your pronunciation and stuff. of course, to do this i have to correct other people's english which is kinda annoying sometimes, but its okay i guess.

friday's class we went to the Deutsch Geschichte Museum (German History Museum) for an hour or so. I spent most of the time in the XX exhibition. it is a photo exhibition from the 20th century. it was interesting. after that, our teacher Sabine took us to this chocolate cafe. the school paid for drinks and we had to buy our own food. it was sooo good but sooooo rich. they were tiny and i couldnt finish them.


next weekend im planning on going to Bremen. i found a train, and a hostel. i just need to contact them and all that fun stuff.

Tuesday, April 6, 2010

maybe its not my weekend, but its gonna be my year

yesterday was monday. or should i say gestern var montag. i must say it is easier to go back and forth between english and german when typing on a computer than it is going between english and hebrew. but i do miss learning hebrew.

so back to gestern (yesterday). i decided it would be best if i found out where my school is so im not wandering around like an idiot and being late for my first day. i wanted to get an early start, but it was raining and cold so i decided to watch history boys first. then i headed out to conquer the u-bahn und s-bahn system. i was a little affraid, but it turned out to be not so difficult. the most confusing part is there is not blockade where you have to swipe or show your ticket. you just get on (i hope). i asked the woman who i bought my monthly pass from (72 euros!) and she said just get on. but her english was not very good, so i hope im not wrong. on the u-bahn (i'm live by the U7 train) two guys came around and asked to see our cards. one woman couldnt find hers, and they wrote stuff down. i dont know what. but that was the only time i've had to show my card. i just get on and off the trains. (WEIRD THING #1)

i found Die Neue Schule; its really easy to get there from my appartment. after that, i decided to go find the Holocaust Memorial. woot for me i took the u-bahn and the s-bahn and figured out how to get to Potzdamer Platz. then i made my way and stumbled upon the holocaust memorial. it really is just in the middle of it all. there is a dunkin donuts right across the street and a bunch of stores. it was weird it being just a normal part of the street. i must say, it was kinda underwhelming. then i went under into their museum of sorts. i didnt rent a headset that explained a bunch of stuff, but i read all of it. some stuff was written in hebrew and i was very proud of myself for figuring out what it said. other than that, it wasnt very...idk. it didnt hold my interest the way museums or holocaust memorials usually do. it was just sorta like 'this is what happened. next.' very straight forward and without a lot of feeling. there were large rooms with very little in them and small rooms that were overcrowded.

after emerging from the underground holocaust museum, i made my way past the US embassy (with rainbow stars on the wall :)) and wound up at the Brandenburger Tor (gate) and Pariser Platz. it was BIG and that is an understatement. there were tons of people and most of them tourists. I decided it was time to leave as it was starting to rain a little, and made my way back past the bicycles with horse heads (WEIRD THING #2) and back home where i finally met Babsy (the woman I'm staying with). i dont think she speaks english very well. she didnt say much and i was very friendly. i havent seen her since then, but lars (her husband) is very nice. he always says hi to me, and asks what i did, and how my day was.

today i got up at 730 (ugh) and made my way to school. i got to the office and tried to pay my fee on my debit card which, of course, didnt work. but dont worry, daddy fixed everything. so i will pay tomorrow. anyways. my first class was...interesting. i got there mad early, so i just sorta sat there. the teacher is really nice. 1/2 the class is korean and in some orchestra here. idk exactly, they dont really speak english. its hard to understand their german cause they have a korean accent. there are 3 other americans, one is older and very good her name is kat and i havent really talked to her yet so i dont really know her story. another one, maddy graduated college and came here 6 months ago. the third went to college in framingham, Ma. she didnt like it so she came here and lives with her parents who moved here 3 years ago. only me and some other guy are new in the class. its weird. at least at yagur we all started at the same time and in the same place. we had a quiz about germany, and no one did very well but i didnt really matter cause its not a graded class or anything so its pretty lax. we did work out of our books which was fun cause i didnt have a book. we were in groups so i shared with my group partners who were both, of course, korean. we had to make sentences which were half made in the book, and make it work so the answer was in a little box on top of the book. this meant we had to know who/what those things were. for instance,
was ist ein fuhgliner Osterreich? (what is an Austrian airline?) and the answer would be Austian Airlines. which was in a box. but there were things and people i'd never heard of, and i could read the korean's handwriting, so i was pretty lost. but i wrote a few down, and i tried to talk to the koreans. i really did.
we learned other stuff i already knew, so i felt pretty good about that. my teacher told me not to buy a book cause we are starting a new one next week, it would be a waste of time. she photocopied some sheets out of the book for me.

after school i went and found an atm, then went to get some food. last time i went i was soo tired that i could barely function. i was still tired today, but it was much better. i actually got food. of course, i discovered a very important thing after i paid for all my food: they dont give you bags (WEIRD THING #3). i had my school bag, which had a bunch of stuff in it. i had to empty out my notebooks and stuff and fill it with cheese and tomatoes and eggs and milk, and carry my books and all this other stuff. I went back to the apartment to unload and talk to dad so he could fix my tuition problem (which of course he did) and passed out for several hours. then i went back out into the streets of Neukolln and wandered around for a bit, had coffee and read at an outside cafe until i got too cold, and headed home.

now i'd best do my hausafgaben.