To start, Katie would just like to clear the record on the whole “hoppy rabbit foot beer joke”. This was NOT her joke and anyone who is familiar with Greg and Nick’s particular brand of humor will probably have realized this, but she has a reputation to protect and thus just wants everyone to know that she never ever ever would utter such a thing. In fact, she heartily protested to its inclusion on the blog but was punished for doing so by being credited with its creation. Anyway it wasn’t me, um her. End of story.
Read on
Another scorcher of a day here in Berlin. I swear its like the sun is out to get us. Whenever we are awake and want to do something its all like “I’m gonna be a jerk and shine on those clearly-already-hot tourists, muahahaha!” And then when we are finally exhausted and pass out in bed, the sun is mysteriously missing… Its akin to the barbaric nature of a cheetah, the fastest animal on the planet, taking down an injured antelope, who is inherently incapacitated, not that it could keep up with a cheetah anyway. Its like “C’mon sunny, I know we’re hella entertaining and all but, save the spotlight for when we really start performing.” Its like God’s cruel but fitting punishment for all those damned reality television series’.
Read on
“Where are we?”
“I think we might be in Leipzeig”
“Lets ask Katie, she speaks German, maybe she can figure it out.”
“We’re in Berlin guys”
“Are you sure we’re not in Hamburg?”
“No, we’re in Berlin”
“How do you know we’re not in Budapest?”
“Because we didn’t go through Polish customs”
“But you said ‘I think we’re on the outskirts of Berlin’ like four hours ago, shouldn’t we have passed it by now? Could a city BE that huge?!?”
“I don’t know, I still don’t think we’re in Berlin. There wouldn’t be signs with ‘Berlin’ on them if we were in Berlin.”
“Yeah, maybe we should ask somebody. Hey Katie, ask somebody if we’re in Berlin”
“…we’re in Berlin”
“Hey! That lady’s giving out free coke!”
Read on
Our plans to see Charles Bridge at dawn somehow fell through with an unfortunate alarm-clock ‘malfunction’ at 5:30. Instead, we managed to roll out around noon (literally, we were quite stuffed from breakfast). We spent the afternoon at the Castle Hill complex, careful not to pay any admission fees (see also: cheap). Contrary to our initial observations, Prague was every bit as hot as Italy and we felt it today.
Read on
(For pronunciation of title see The Beastie Boys “Ch-Check It Out” circa 2004)
Read on
