Had an early train today but managed to find everything okay, except for our seats. When we first got on we cleared nine seats that we thought were ours only to realise half way through the journey that we were on the wrong carriage so then had to ask a family to move in order to get our actual seats. By that point though we were tired and didn't feel guilty, Sam was ready to kick someone, legit.
From the minute we got to Berlin's central station it was impressive and there was a good few "waaaaa's" as we walked around. Eventually, we found the train we needed to take to get to our hostel by half guessing under the premise that it'll be easy enough to find our way back if its the wrong one because there'll be regular trains that come on time, because its Germany and everything just works. Unlike that of England and Merseyrail.
The hostel's decent and pretty much as central as we could have hoped for considering how big Berlin is. After throwing our stuff in to the room a few of us went out for a walk around, primarily to find a supermarket that sells shower gel seeing as mine ran out in Krakow and have since then been stealing anyone's who's foolish enough to leave theirs in the shower or using shampoo, sorry mum. In the end we didn't find a supermarket because it's a Sunday and most places where closed but we ended up seeing the Brandenburg Gate and the Reichstag instead so can't really complain. We also found a guy busking playing Alice In Chains which made Sam literally the happiest I've seen him so far, happier than when he clapped after finishing his omelette the other day.
After our walk we went out for another sit down meal, this time an Indian which Frank decided upon after 'having a look around and researching the places'. Basically it was the first place we'd seen at 2:00pm when we got here. But yeah, it was nice and Frank was made up. Got the feeling that it's put the somewhat inevitable implosion of the group off for another couple of days because you can tell we're starting to get tired so someone might snap soon, not quite sure who to put my money on though. We also got Evo to eat a spoonful of this ridiculously hot chili dip for a Euro each, not convinced it was worth it because I'm sure he can still feel it burning. No as bad as Sam though who ate Green's ten day old scab on his elbow from getting had off by Copaine in Ljubljana. It was green and absolutely disgusting, all on video too.
After Man Vs Scab we went back out for a lovely night time stroll to the places we'd seen earlier and sat and chilled on the grass in front of the Reichstag which is definitely the most impressive thing we've seen so far. It felt like the first time we'd properly relaxed really too seeing as we've had such a big group previously which has been an obvious stress when it comes to organising things.
Not going out tonight because we're hanging on for Cuban to get back tomorrow so we can have a proper shirt night which should be good. Currently writing this while listening to Sam, Frank and Mike all snoring around me with Pilks texting me from the opposite
side of the room describing his farts. Definitely not getting to sleep anytime soon. Oh my god, Mike just started speaking in tongues in his sleep.
Started today with a much needed lie in because we're all starting to hate each other now. Once everyone was ready we went out to the Olympic Park which to be honest was a bit underwhelming as it was essentially just a football pitch with a running track. There were parts that were quite cool like a big plaque of all the winners of the events from the 1936 Olympics with of course Jesse Owens being up there. There was also a massive tower that we went up so we could add another big thing that we'd climbed to the top of to our growing list. Other than that though it wasn't all that and it started raining too which didn't help so we got off.
We got the train from the Olympic park to Victory Column which was quite cool and we chilled on the grass there for a bit before the weather caught up with us. Fallon went up to the top on his own because no one else could be arsed so he's one upped us so far on the climbing tall things list.
By the time we got back to the hostel we were soaked and no one wanted to move but a few of the lads went out for another nice sitty sitty down down meal, I stayed in and had cereal instead with a few others in prep for shirt night seeing as we were now reunited with Cuban after his quick trip home.
Shirt night ended up on its arse and turned into most of us watching Green and Sam play chess with new rules that we made up essentially so that Green would win. Frank, Powell and Fallon have gone out but not before Fallon fumed for finding Kaiser supermarket's own sugar puffs in his bed, of which we are yet to find out the culprit...to give them the credit they deserve. Think we're going to try and go into the Reichstag tomorrow and possibly a bar crawl later on if we're not still all feeling fat, lazy, tired, unhealthy and hating each other.
Our final day in Berlin before I head off to meet Fiona in Amsterdam while they stop in Hamburg for a day before meeting back up with us.
We left the hostel at about 2:00pm to see Checkpoint Charlie and the Berlin Wall and after getting about five different trains, giving us a thorough tour of the Berlin metro system, we made it to Checkpoint Charlie which was even more disappointing than the Olympic Park. After hanging around there for a bit with Sam shouting odd German phrases that we'd put together from our collective two year's worth of knowledge of German and Frank remembering the buzz words, we left for the Berlin Wall. The artwork on the wall was brilliant and I really enjoyed it despite having low expectations after hearing it wasn't all that.
We jumped the train back to our hostel after we walked along the length of the wall and got some tea from the supermarket seeing as everyone is definitely running out of money now. We decided we'd try an get inside the Reichstag before it closed but left it a
bit late and ended up getting there around 9:00pm so instead we set up some goals and had a game of five aside with a ball we bought from the Olympic Park. It was definitely, definitely a better idea than going I the Reichstag. Especially seeing as the fluid football of me, Sam and Fallon, with Cuban pulling the strings and Frank's goal scoring prowess caused a completely one sided victory. Frank retained his golden boot by adding another seven to his tally by once again shamelessly goal hanging.
As we were heading back we saw one of these weird eight man bike things so all ten of us jumped on and went to a late night ice cream parlour with Frank and Cuban nearly falling off the back as we went down every curb and rightfully bricking it as we went across main roads on this bizarre contraption.
Just sorted my stuff out for my early train tomorrow, tonight was definitely one of the best we've had despite not even doing much. Looking forward to Amsterdam but not the six hour train.