|UBERparty. Because this is Berlin.|
And the wifi wouldn't work. So I shouted at it a bit, but to no avail.
The evening was interesting. And a bit weird. We wandered off towards Checkpoint Charlie (the hostel was about 5 minutes away) and got a kebab right on the corner (we're classy people like that). The owner was a Turkish guy who was an absolute legend, who not only promised us our best ever kebab but actually delivered. Though I suppose the other one was from the kebab van outside Warwick SU.
|Kebabs make me do stuff like this.|
And then midnight came round, and we were joined by a man who claimed he was a Scottish pilot called Kev Mackenzie (isn't that a newspaper editor?) with the fakest Scottish accent I've heard in a while. He said I looked like I was in the army, so I thought I'd go with it and convince him that I was an army reservist. It worked.
|Unsurprisingly, this is in East Berlin.|
|I bet noone has ever taken this photo before.|
East Berlin actually feels different too. A lot more like Moscow. Maybe that's just the tower blocks and the Soviet-esque palaces.
Went across to Checkpoint Charlie on the way back, and saw one of the funniest things in a while. There are some actors who stand outside the checkpoint dressed as soldiers, so you can have photos with them (and of course you have to pay...) Two Japanese blokes actually stopped their car thinking it was an actual army checkpoint. And proceeded to get honked at by some Germans for getting in the way. The poor sods.