Ya, Germany
Jun. 13th, 2007 10:39 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
amalthyaI have to say that easyJet is cheap for a reason. But it wasn't a bad flight from Madrid to Berlin. And it was full of the most interesting people I have ever seen -- it seems that though mullets may have been popular in Spain, the RAT TAIL -- really long, ratty ones -- have taken over Germany.
But what is up with people wearing a high percentage of orange on easyJet flights (whose company color seems to be orange)? Do you get some sort of discount?
Funnily, a woman from Pamplona sat next to me, and despite being completely unable to communicate with me without wild hand gesturing, she gave me her home address and phone number/email, telling me to visit her next time I was in Pamplona.
...Um, okay?
Willi was there to pick me up at the airport, looking mostly the same and I realized how ultimately cool my friends are. Or the fact that I can travel to all these places and never be alone. You can never go wrong when you have a friend who uses the segué "Speaking of ass..." either.
He'd brought his car from Vietzler (spelling obviously wrong) so we drove off, catching up and expecting to find the hotel in some approximation. But, we got incredibly lost and got pulled over by the German Police. Which honestly is never, ever good. We did manage to get directions from them, though!
We finally pulled into the hotel around 1:15 am. Yes, we'd gotten that lost. But in the course of it, I did get to see the entrance of the zoo three times!
Willi isn't from Berlin, and doesn't really know the town that well, so this is an adventure for both of us. We checked in, dropped off the crap, discovered we had free wireless! and then went down to a 24-hour kebab place and drank too much beer. I feel more German already!
I'll say though, that it's just as well that I'm languaged-out. Because reading the signs in Germany, I don't have a single clue what its root could even be. So now, I don't even have to try!
And with that, we rent a moped and tool around. Provided we can slog our asses out of bed. Exciting!
But what is up with people wearing a high percentage of orange on easyJet flights (whose company color seems to be orange)? Do you get some sort of discount?
Funnily, a woman from Pamplona sat next to me, and despite being completely unable to communicate with me without wild hand gesturing, she gave me her home address and phone number/email, telling me to visit her next time I was in Pamplona.
...Um, okay?
Willi was there to pick me up at the airport, looking mostly the same and I realized how ultimately cool my friends are. Or the fact that I can travel to all these places and never be alone. You can never go wrong when you have a friend who uses the segué "Speaking of ass..." either.
He'd brought his car from Vietzler (spelling obviously wrong) so we drove off, catching up and expecting to find the hotel in some approximation. But, we got incredibly lost and got pulled over by the German Police. Which honestly is never, ever good. We did manage to get directions from them, though!
We finally pulled into the hotel around 1:15 am. Yes, we'd gotten that lost. But in the course of it, I did get to see the entrance of the zoo three times!
Willi isn't from Berlin, and doesn't really know the town that well, so this is an adventure for both of us. We checked in, dropped off the crap, discovered we had free wireless! and then went down to a 24-hour kebab place and drank too much beer. I feel more German already!
I'll say though, that it's just as well that I'm languaged-out. Because reading the signs in Germany, I don't have a single clue what its root could even be. So now, I don't even have to try!
And with that, we rent a moped and tool around. Provided we can slog our asses out of bed. Exciting!
