So many pictures
Friday, January 31, 2014
Monday, January 27, 2014
Amsterdam 1 (I'm working on my posts)

When I first arrived in Amsterdam my host met me at the train station, not used to it but its always nice when it happens. She gave me her almost expired train card since she had already gotten a new one so for the first few days I didn't need to pay for the trams. Couchsurfing is great. I was kinda tired so we just got back to her place and I had some beer and chocolate for dinner. Her neighborhood seemed like it was straight out of a movie, all the houses painted the same color, just curving with the empty street.
The next day I got a fairly extensive tour of the city. We went to a big outdoor market, where I sampled a bunch of things for breakfast, herring sandwich, a fresh stroopwaffel (caramel got all over my beard), some samosas from this indian grocery store (couldn't resist), mini-pancakes and a veggie croquette from heaven. I bought some groceries for dinner. After I had my fill we went walking around. Her mom worked in the tourist industry so she even knew the alley in the red light district with the beautiful women. I didn't know that was a thing but apparently it is? As soon as I turned the corner and saw one of the women standing in the window I felt so uncomfortable. I never thought I'd actually be there seeing it for my own eyes. I guess surreal is also a good word. We also went to a supermarket where I found the international food section and found the "American" food, marshmallows, yellow mustard, mac n cheese, mayonnaise and some other random things. Oddly enough the Doritos were not part of that section despite the name of their flavor.![]() |
| Cool Ranch, American Ranch What's the difference? |
Wednesday, January 22, 2014
Berlin
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| "What kind of cheese is that?" "Is that even cheese?" "Don't ask, we're traveling..." |

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| Picture courtesy of our friendly water, Udo |
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| The kitchens closed after 10 but luckily we still got some bread with butter and cheese. It's a thing. |


One of the other nights, I met up with another friend in Berlin. We met by a KFC, where they were shooting something for a movie and they had a prop Volkswagen, not sure if it was functional but it was fully furnished and bright yellow. Kinda cool. We went to dinner first got Thai food and then wandered a bit until finding our destination. Pub. At first we weren't sure if we wanted to stay as they weren't so sure about there being tables for us but we eventually got seated with two other people, who you can see in one of these pictures. I'll give you a hint, its the picture that doesn't have a dog in it. This place was pretty cool because at every table you had your own beer tap and could pour yourself beer and the screen would measure how much you were drinking. Very different than Dusseldorf. You could also order from the menu on the screen. What's a waiter again? Well in this place, they were all really friendly. So friendly, one of them let me use his phone so I could message my couchsurfing host about my change of plans for the night. I was in shock for a good few minutes about that level of trust.
- A few more Berlin details without lovely cellphone pictures to back them up. I got my first few rolls of film developed in Berlin, cost me 50 euros. It costs about $6 at the CVS 2 blocks away from my house. But I couldn't wait and really wanted to see them, link is coming shortly!
- By my cousins house there was a cemetery with a playground just meters away, very creepy. Didn't take a picture but I will when I go back.
- I had an awesome couchsurfing experience, even got to make bread for my host and her flatmates, it didn't last very long though. I also go to teach some hebrew to her and practice. She keeps a book for everything she is learning so every so often she would just start writing again, but I was amazed because she never stopped walking while writing. Not once. Impressive.
- We went to an old abandoned airport that is now a giant public park with a small urban garden. There were a ton of people running, biking, windsurfing and all these other cool wind related sports that I don't know the names of. There was also just a random kid tied into the ground while also attached to a parachute so when it got windy enough he would just fly off the ground at least 9 meters.
- Had baby food for dessert one night, it was one of the better impulse buys from the organic super market. People in Berlin are almost obsessed with organic. There is also amazing graffiti all over the place.
- Some houses have these bronze tiles in front of them, in memory of people who were taken from their homes by the nazis. It lists the date they were taken, where to and what happened to them. Something I never read about alone or would've noticed unless told. There is such a conscious effort to not let that be something forgotten.
- Berlin was such a great city to visit, felt like you really need to live there to experience it and you can't just be a tourist there for a week or two. Luckily, I'll be going back to see my cousin before I go home to pick up the stuff I gave her from my backpack to lighten the load. First time travelers always pack waaaay too much. I was/am no exception.
Tuesday, January 21, 2014
Couchsurfing in Prague
Fast forward to brunch, complete with Klezmer music and sandwiches with butter and cheese because that's what we do in Europe, I guess... Fast forward to sometime later and I'm checking out of the hostel and going to my couchsurfing host. Who has a giant cat, pictured for your convenience on the left.We do more walking around that night, I make dinner and the next day we go to Theresienstadt. It was super foggy (you couldn't see more than 30 meters ahead of you) and cold and creepy. It felt like a ghost town. There were a few tour groups there and two people stood out in particular. They were holding hands. I never thought of Theresienstadt as a romantic place, but hey, to each their own, I guess... For dinner we went to one of the only places open in town that wasn't a museum or antique store. I got the fried cheese, which was essentially a giant mozzarella stick but made with a different and tastier cheese. The next day I did a lot of walking around and picture taking, went to the castle district, saw some public art installations, creepy baby statues... The next day I went to Berlin!


Tuesday, January 14, 2014
Prague Night Two, because nothing fun happens during the day
As previously mentioned, nothing fun seems to happen during the day. I have just enough money to do the laundry, it's self service but it costs way too much but I feel like that's just a hotel thing, don't even dare touch the minibar... Well, if they had a minibar that is. I spent most of the day trying to get some more cash, making phone calls on my laptop, blabla minor inconveniences. Eventually I am able to use my credit card as a one time ATM card. Conveniently located downstairs in the hostel is an ATM. But of course that one doesn't work with my card. Neither does the other one a few blocks away... But the third time is sometimes a charm right? Well, luckily that held true for this time. The third time was an ATM in one of the nearby subway stations. I take out probably more than enough money but it will get spent eventually. It feels so nice to have cash again so what do I do next? I go to a supermarket and I buy some groceries, anticipating most places being closed the day after new years. Canned goods, fruit, bread, cheese, tomatoes and of course some snacks, gotta try the local junk food. Wasabi flavored potato chips here I come. I go back to the hotel, pay the rest of what I owe them but the exchange rate is higher today (bad for me) but I have really good puppy dog eyes (good for me) so I just pay them what I originally owed them with that date's exchange rate.
Later that day I meet up with Monika and do some more sightseeing and walking around. We go to this cool cafe that's in the back of a tobacco store. They have a lot of drinks, tea, coffee, various types of alcohol, and some snacks. We wait for her friends to meet us there, order some more beer/wine and play that game, I think its called pick up sticks, where you just drop a bunch of sticks on the table and pick them up without moving any other ones, pick up sticks, right? We're all there for the rest of the night, talking, mostly in Czech. Midnight is approaching and we walk/run towards the river to see the fireworks. The fireworks last for a while and we watch/listen. Go back to the cafe eventually. They want to close and are hinting that its time to leave but we take our sweet time, the guy at the register was not so pleased... We leave and go back to the apartment of a friends sister. Pick up some wine and snacks on the way. One problem, there wasn't a corkscrew, we improvise with a knife and end up getting some cork in the wine and some wine on the wall. We stay up really late but eventually go to sleep on various surfaces in the apartment. Because at that point, it doesn't exactly matter where you sleep, just that you sleep.
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| Christmas Market |
Friday, January 10, 2014
Prague, Night 1
Alrighty then, on to Prague, or Praha as the natives spell it, it's also pronounced differently. So I get to the hostel, find out it wasn't actually paid for and fork over almost all my cash as a deposit. But!!!! I still have enough for a night of debauchery!!! I arranged to meet up with the three other people at a bar but when I got them and met them the bar was closed. Harumph. We go to another bar nearby, called the Wagon but it's not free/not letting young people in until after midnight. So we have a couple hours to kill and just walk around, cross the river, see a few cool things, like the creepy baby statues. Eventually we make our way back. The crowd here was not what I was expecting. It was full of people who were old enough to be my parents or even grandparents. There was a live rock band, finishing their set and a medium sized dance floor full of people. The bar, like most other European bars was full of smoke, my clothes were saturated in it by the end of the night. But the more beer I drank, the less it bothered me. After the band stopped playing, they just started playing classic rock hits and I couldn't stop singing/shouting every single one of them, in between rounds of beer. It was also hysterical watching the older generation, falling asleep, chugging beer, singing their lungs out, lots o' fun.



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| Art installation outside the hostel |

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