Ok so I hope you remember my last post, but just in case you don't, here's a quick recap of our last night in Amsterdam: a)female time b)asian food c)shit ton of beer and d)random shots.
Alright, well on the 17th I woke up at 7 feeling tired, but overall ok. I walk down to the lobby eat a piece of bread and smoke outside with Bel. After getting back to the room for last minute packing, I start to feel nauseated. I proceed to have a really gross and stinky 20 minutes in the bathroom. Now, we have an 8 hour coach ride ahead of us to Berlin so I start to get a little worried about my stomach. The time to leave quickly approaches and my worrying grows into full on freakin out. I'm crying and begging Derek for us to get off the bus and just catch a cab all the way to Berlin. Why am I freaking out? Well, beyond the fact that I'm on a bus with 35 other people, you are not allowed to use the restroom on the coach. What if I HAVE to go? Again, crying hysterically lol. Derek finally tells Mark the tour manager the situation and Mark assures me that if an emergency comes up, they will pull the bus over asap. This is little consolation. If only I had listened to my bestie Amanda back home and had packed Immodium! Not a moment too soon, an angel in the form of Aussie Jess gets on the bus and offers me said magical pill. Gratefully I take 2 and try to calm myself down. We finally depart around 8:30 and head towards Germany. I think I passed out within the first 20 min. We stopped for our first pitstop around 10 at a gas station. I feel a tad better and get off to use the restroom (#1) and grab some water. The more I talk and walk, the more the nausea creeps back so I skulk back to my seat and pass out again. Lunchtime finally arrives and we pull into a McDonalds. I happily order a McChicken and really wanted some fries but in fear they would upset my stomach further, I settled for just the sandwich. Yea, I could only half of it. This is not good. I walk across the street to a gas station (where they play Metallica "Nothing Else Matters" lol) and get me some much needed Powerade.
Back on the bus, I proceed to immediately pass out again. I wake up a few hours later to find us at a deadstop on the Autobahn. The need to pee is great and many are grumbling the same. Mark decides this is the perfect opportunity for mingling and blahblahblah so we spend the next hour or so doing such. After what felt like another lifetime later, we finally pull into a rest area. I am STILL feeling like crap. I ask Jess for 2 more Immodium. God love ya girl. After peeing and grabbing more liquids, I go back on the bus and again sleep. FINALLY, I wake up and it is dark outside. Mark announces we are finally in Berlin. Ok, we were supposed to arrive in Berlin around 5. I look at the clock and it says 9. Judas Priest what a fucking a traffic jam! I sit up and take in the lights of Berlin--much like here at home in the US folks. Nothing really special. We pull into this shady parking area and we are at our hotel. I can't even remember the name of it right now, but its dark and it looks old so everyone is a bit creeped out. We get our room keys and immediately head back down for the included dinner. God, I don't know if it was because I felt so bad but the food was terrible. I tried to eat at least something and afterwards we headed back up to the room so I could relax and go back to bed. WORST DAY OF THE TRIP FOR ME :(9/18-Berlin:
Woke up at 7:15 still feeling yucky, so I skipped breakfast. The group of us walked to the Ubahn (underground/subway) where I bought me a pack of peanuts and caught the train for our historical walking tour. Those pack of peanuts lasted all the way through Rome.. thats how sick I was ppl :(
Our tour guide for the walk was very good. Quite passionate about Germany and the 3rd Reicht. We saw many of the sites, including the Cathedral, the Old Museum (pictured below),
Brandenburg Gate, the Parliament Building, and the Holocaust Memorial. This was not what I was expecting. I'm not sure what my expectations were exactly but nonetheless it is quite a random abstract display. The tour guide let us spend a few minutes walking around and break for a quick lunch and bathroom run.
The only think I could stomach was a croissant. The smell of Derek's hotdog was strongly putrid, but I'm glad he enjoyed it. We then continued the tour which took us to the site of Hitler's underground bunker, the remains of the Berlin wall and Checkpoint Charlie. At this site, the tour ended and we were free to do whatever we wished. Derek and I decided to join Gweed, Matt, Jen and Chloe for some shopping. We take the ubahn to an area where they say there's good shopping. Upon realizing it is merely a shopping mall and with growing tension between Derek and Chloe, the 2 of us decided to leave and go back to Unter den Linden (a street with lots of sovenirs and craft shops). We meandered for a good hour, witnessed a protest, practically saw the whole Berlin police force and found some really cool sovenirs for family members. Around 3 we caught the ubahn back to the hotel to relax a bit before the night's activities.We left the hotel around 5:45, caught the ubahn to Joe's beerhall. Again, my stomach is still upset so I settle for the typical American meal of cheeseburger and fries while Derek tried lots of yummy looking sausage and drank a large quanity of beer. After Amsterdam, I decided that I wouldn't really drink again until Rome lol so I decided to stay sober for our night in Berlin.
After dinner, we caught the ubahn to meet our tourguide from the morning tour who would also do our "Eye Spy" Berlin tour which presumedly covered more on the Stasi police and the days of the Berlin wall. It was pretty neat to look into a preserved area of No Man's Land but the night quickly turned into shit for me. Physically I was drained and because I was sober, my nerves were a bit on edge. I said some hurtful things to Gweed (although I'm not sure he really remembers.. if he does he's a dear and has already forgiven me) and was pretty antisocial for the duration of the night which included the group going on a hunt for clues to find bar after bar. (Basically it was nothing but a pub crawl). Our Aussie friend Matt is starting to get sick and is coughing all over the place and leaves the group when we get to the "superclub". I wish we would have joined him. Terrible, terrible, terrible. That's all I can say. Derek and Chloe have a "fight" and he declares he is no longer hanging out with her for the rest of the trip. Awkward. We finally leave on our own at 1:15 and decide to take the ubahn back since we have a daypass that lasts til 3 am. SCARY!!!!!! The trains were only running every 15 min and with it being Saturday night, there were a lot of drunk punk rockers and bums. I prayed and prayed lol. We finally got back to the hotel at 2:30! (should have only taken 15 min tops) and I went to bed in a very sour mood, thankful that we were leaving Germany in the morning.
After dinner, we caught the ubahn to meet our tourguide from the morning tour who would also do our "Eye Spy" Berlin tour which presumedly covered more on the Stasi police and the days of the Berlin wall. It was pretty neat to look into a preserved area of No Man's Land but the night quickly turned into shit for me. Physically I was drained and because I was sober, my nerves were a bit on edge. I said some hurtful things to Gweed (although I'm not sure he really remembers.. if he does he's a dear and has already forgiven me) and was pretty antisocial for the duration of the night which included the group going on a hunt for clues to find bar after bar. (Basically it was nothing but a pub crawl). Our Aussie friend Matt is starting to get sick and is coughing all over the place and leaves the group when we get to the "superclub". I wish we would have joined him. Terrible, terrible, terrible. That's all I can say. Derek and Chloe have a "fight" and he declares he is no longer hanging out with her for the rest of the trip. Awkward. We finally leave on our own at 1:15 and decide to take the ubahn back since we have a daypass that lasts til 3 am. SCARY!!!!!! The trains were only running every 15 min and with it being Saturday night, there were a lot of drunk punk rockers and bums. I prayed and prayed lol. We finally got back to the hotel at 2:30! (should have only taken 15 min tops) and I went to bed in a very sour mood, thankful that we were leaving Germany in the morning.
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