The road to Berlin...

We made it to Berlin and back so I'm chalking this one up as another successful adventure. If today's posts are a little loopy I apologize as today I had the most contiguous amount of sleep since Thursday at a whopping 4 hours from 7-11 am. So far Europe has been a study in the effects of excessive red bull, walking/dancing, and sleep deprivation. So the adventure begins...

"The night was moist..." Haha, not really but bonus points to the first person who names the movie. We didn't get in until about 1:30 on Saturday due to a serious UNFALL. That means accident as we found out 1.5 hours later. Unfortunately earlier in the drive I commented on how there seemed to be no accidents here which surprised me. The requirements for getting a license here are much stricter and more expensive than in the US, (Read: €1000+) but I apparently wasn't looking hard enough. So I totally jinxed the trip into Berlin. We did get to wander around on the autobahn as you can see.
That used to be a semi...










Vlad got us a sweet apartment through his company which included free parking and a 10 minute tram ride to Alexander Platz which was the starting point of each day. Since no one had been there before and the apartment was a little unorthodox we pulled into the parking lot and got out of the car and tried to find the 'guard shack' to get the key. We couldn't find anyone, didn't have the number to call the guards, when all of a sudden 3 guys with uniforms and maglights come running around the corner. It was quite the welcoming committee. They were the complex guards and watched us through the security cameras. Apparently they were more freaked out by our presence than we were by their sudden appearance. But we all realized we were looking for each other and it was all good. I later found out that they have a hidden door in one of the walls which explained why the appeared out of no where. Since it was already pretty late and we had a list of sights to see we called it a night and set the alarms for 9 am the next day.

Now you are thinking, 9 minus 2 is 7, but earlier I said 4 contiguous hours was the most sleep I got since Thursday... he should still be able to do simple math right? Turns out we had a snorer in the group. A loud one... so indeed it was not a restful night.