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Published: September 25th 2007
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Leaving sunny Blackpool Far too early! Hey everyone. Apologies if this ends up looking poo cos i haven't got a clue what i'm doing so the photos might not get attached with the entry. If that happens ping me an e-mail and i'll try and sort it!
I wont bore you all with the start of my trip, all i'll say is that i failed the challenge set for me by the lads at work. Sorry guys :o(
So then, onto the 'yoo hoo! I love gold!' cloggs, windmill, Orangiboom wedding in Holland. It was a nice little service, all in Dutch, so i didn't have a clue what was going on. At one point i found myself falling asleep only to woken up by the pasteur slamming a mallet down on the table. After asking everyone in the crowd and finding out that even they hadn't got a clue why she did it, i can only assume it was to keep me awake. I'm glad i stayed awake because i saw the funniest thing after that. Some South African guy was asked to do a prayer for the newlyweds. He got up and just started preaching God and Jesus, then giving it the whole
'Hell and Damnation to those who are lost!' routine. It wasn't quite what he said but the level that went into his amateur dramatics. I was in hysterics but everyone else just seemed to take it in their stride. I was forced to look at the floor and snigger into my jacket. Then i snotted into my hand which then set my Grandad off laughing.
After that, the real adventure began. I had to catch 3 different trains before i could get to Berlin. The final train, which was to take 6 hours, was rammed with only one seat left next to a Dutch guy called Rutger. The similarities between us two were a little unsettling. We were both setting off on an interrail trip that day, both of us were 24 and we were both stopping in the same hostel! We were also both stupid enough to not bring any food on the train which meant we went pretty much the entire day without eating.
After arriving at the hostel so late we just dumped our bags, went out, had a beer and went for something to eat. It was whilst we were in the restaurant that
Damion
This child is the reason i never want kids! we met three delightful Norwegian girls called Anna, Christen and Elizabeth. We all went out for drinks afterwards and got on so well that they offered to show us a slice of 'real' Berlin the following day.
They took us around some of the lesser touristy places. The experience made me appreciate Berlin a bit more from the last time i visited. I may sound like a right pompus wazzock but Berlin does have a kind of urban feel to it. At first i thought it was quite a hostile little place but as it turns out the people were really frindly. It is a busy city to walk about in but bizarrely, the roads are very quiet. It seems that all the people would rather be out on the street, meeting friends, doing something with the day rather than stay in doors watching TV or playing on their xbox 360s..........
The only touristy thing we did all day was go and see the longest remaining section of the Berlin wall. Then it was back to the pub for more drinks. Just a quick fact about drinking in Berlin (this one's especially for you Simon). Drinking in Berlin
Chillin out
Rutger and I having a beer outside our hostel is allowed anywhere, anytime. People freely walk the street with a beer in their hand and dont think twice about taking the subway or a bus with a bottle of Warsteiner in their hand. How good is that?! Might have been a contributing factor to my first impression of Berliners as drunken hooligans.
After that, we all said our goodbyes and went our separate ways. I know what the filthy minded amoung you are thinking and the answer is no, i didn't.
The following day I caught what felt like the longest train journey EVER. From 9 in the morning til 7 at night! That's right people, you do the maths! I know why it took so long, the train driver rarely made it above 50 miles an hour for some reason so i was doomed to a long and boring journey. Well, i say boring, there was one event of merit that happened.
As we approached the Germany/Poland border two REALLY shifty looking guys waded into our carriage. They eyed me up and sat down next to me (keep calm Chunky, they didn't pop my poop shoot cherry). They eyed me up again, then sat behind
Norwegians!
Our new found friends in Berlin. me. Then the air conditioning fan kicked in and to me, smelt a bit funny. I'd heard the nightmare story of people getting gased whilst interrailing across Poland so needless to say i cacked a big one. After a few minutes I grew a pair, got my stuff and moved forward a couple of seats. Just after that the border guards came round and started checkin everyone's passports. When they reached our dynamic duo they got into a slanging match with them. This resulted in them being cuffed and then escorted off the train straight into the back of the Poletzei van. After that the journey was pretty lame.
I'm now in Krakow and am sharing a room with 2 Ozzys and a Kiwi and they seem like a good bunch of lads, They had me smoking sheesha or whatever the hell that flavoured tobacco's called (the one that goes in the big smoking pipe, not our illegal herbal friend) and we're hopefully gonna hit a few bars tonight and Auschwitz tommorow.
Until next time.
Jay
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George
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Just Like to say
What a big HOM!!!