The rest of the week I weaseled out of all plans as I was just unfathomably tired and grumpy (I am still convinced it has a lot to do with the heat), until Saturday night. I'd spent the entire day in bed reading, which was absolutely glorious and very much needed. Sophie, Hilary and I went to the ramen place, Cucolo, that Spencer and Kat took me to in my first week here. It was so good. We decided to have a non-alcoholic evening, opting for coffee in a waffle bar.
On Sunday, we all met up at Görly (I swear, I spend my entire leisure time around this place) for the breakfast market, where I was most delighted to find steak pies. I repeat, I FOUND STEAK PIES. It was New Zealand recipe, but still. Delicious. Then we headed to Mauerpark. Sophie hunted down a bag, I bought another shirt, Hilary bought a few things and then lastly, I paid 17 euros for a ring. It was amazing though, and the woman reassured me it was top-quality brass, it wouldn't tarnish or stain my fingers green. Well.
Happy as larry, we had coffee and cake at Anna Blume, which is a lovely brunch place. Then I noticed my finger had indeed turned green, so the girls agreed I had to go back to the market and tell the woman. Which we did, and I ended up getting my money back but not without being called a 'crazy bitch' for being upset about paying a lot of money just to react to the metal so quickly, and I'm sorry, but don't reassure someone that your overpriced rubbish is nickel-free when it evidently is bloody not. ANYWAY.
On Monday, I met up with Joe, Chelsea and her boyfriend Chris at the Fanmeile, where it seemed the whole of Berlin had turned out to watch the Germany-Portugal game. The atmosphere was insane, and afterwards we found Sophie and Hilary and all went out for Mexican at, yes you guessed it, Görly, before going to Chris' and playing Ring of Fire, which was great fun.
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| The Fanmeile (the dome on left side is the Reichstag, and the screen was in front of the Brandenburg Gate) |
Tuesday was pretty uneventful at work, but Joe made a pizza for us from scratch which was lush, and we just spent the evening at mine watching stupid Youtube videos. Alas, my bridge fell out that evening as well, leaving me with one front tooth less. It was all fine though as I had my emergency denture with me, and I went to the dentist today. I'm getting a new one fitted in the next week or so, so that's perfect!
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| Sigmund and I sulking after the tooth incident |
It seemed the bad luck wasn't going to end there. On Tuesday, I got out of work early so we went and did some shopping and when we got home, my netbook decided it was time for it to say goodbye to this world, which meant that we watched like 4 games of football, and Joe commandeered the internet on my phone. Ah lovely. This problem is also resolved, as I picked it up from the repair shop today and it is working like a dream! On the positive side of both these things, I dealt with all of it in German, and I'm super proud of that!
Friday night was pretty good though. Sophie, Hilary and her two friends from home, Joe and his friend Ciorstaidh and I went to a wine bar, where you pay for a glass and just fill it with whatever wine you want, and at the end you just give a donation. Delightful! Then it was on to a club called Rosis, where we danced the night away to 80's indie music which was also delightful!
On the way back to the U-Bahn at 7am though, it was just me, Sophie and Hilary, and not once, but THREE times, men literally got in our faces, to the point we were all actually a bit scared. One of them tried to kiss Hilary, to which we both lost our shit. We stood up for ourselves, yes, but we should be able to walk along without having to defend ourselves against getting kissed against our will! So freaking gross.
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| A bit of Ciorstaidh, Hilary and me in a caravan outside Rosis. Sorry Hilary but I think it sums up the night! |
Saturday night was a bit quieter, and we went to watch the Germany-Ghana match at Tempelhofer Feld. It was so, so good. The beer was flowing and Germany scored twice. The atmosphere was great and afterwards we headed to Madame Claude's for a couple of beers. Sunday saw me in bed all day reading and napping, until Joe came over and picked up some of his stuff and we said goodbye ... until I see him in Edinburgh. Which is bloody shocking.
This has been a reaaally long post, and not many photos, apologies!
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