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Matty’s Travel Diary

Thursday, 30 Aug 2007

Location: Buh-b-b-b-berlin, Germany

MapI am back in sunny Berlin, sitting on the beach and drinking a cold beer. Wait a second. It's 14 degrees here. I must have heat stroke or something.

Getting back to Berlin from Thessaloniki was like returning back to civilization. Everyone speaks English, there are no packs of wild dogs, small children don't fake an injury to rob you, that kind of stuff.

I'm checking out a couple of the spots we missed on our first go around and chilling out before I head back towards Amsterdam. Five days to go. Ugh.

I joined a walking tour going through Potsdam with Brewer's Tours. The owner, Terry, gave us the tour himself. Terry is a fussy old British guy who has the habit of closing his eyes while speaking on long, rambling stories. I don't believe he even noticed that there was a group of us walking with him all day. He's like the Mole from the Wind in the Willows.

Apparently I have trouble concentrating on his riveting stories, at which time he will stop his speech, grab you, and pull you to the front of the group:

Mole - I am speaking. Are you on drugs or something?
Me - Right now?

Terry was not impressed. I thought it was funny being the group wise ass. The old Thai lady also thought I was a riot, so I guess I did something right.

The rest of the palaces were pretty neat except the Communists let all of them fall into disrepair. I chilled out in Churchill's room where they had all those WWII conferences. I think a career in politics and alcoholism might be in order, a la Winston.

I am going to Dusseldörf this afternoon, and will catch a football game there tomorrow. Is there anything to do in Dusseldörf, you ask? Damned if I know, but I'm going.