It has happened a lot and yet nothing it feels like.
I was in Vienna for three days getting all in the Christmas spirit in that beautiful city. Hanging out with couchsurfers, as here in Berlin, and just having a great time.I took a ten hours car ride there with a couple in a tiny car. I mostly slept and read the whole way.
Back I took the night train to Berlin and left the city with memories and more Christmas spirit then in a long time.
The past days I've been to a 50 year birthday party for some friends that turned 20+30. I had a blast hanging out with people that I don't hang out with so much and just mingling around among a lot of great persons. Time flew away that night.
I've also been hanging out with new friends or friends I haven't hang out with that much. Drinking beer and relaxing on a Sunday with Pablo and ending up with pizza and Moby Dick talk (I've just started reading Moby Dick) among other things.
Monday I spent in a living room (the place is literary called living room in German (Wohnzimmer)) being sarcastic all night. My new friend Mark is never serious about anything so I just laughed a lot and let him tell stupid stories or speak Danish(he's american) to me and see if I understood. We wondered the streets of Berlin and finally ended up at a Swedish market and had some Swedische Glühwein (mulled wine, also called glögg in Swedish). It was a strange night in so many way that I can't even start to explain it. Guess you had to be there.
Today I was thinking about going to my last couchsurfing meeting of the year but got lazy and cooked instead and watched the Christmas Edition of Ice Age (I recommend it!)
I've been spending time reading. My Kindle is perfect for traveling and I got 3GB books for it from my friend William the other day and that just so many books so I don't even know how to start but I'm excited to read all (even if it will take me years and years. 3GB books are about 3000 books.) "A Christmas Carroll" by Charles Dickens, poems by Emily Dickinson, "Moby Dick" and all the books I've stated make me so happy. I think 12 hours on a train will fly away as long as I have my Kindle.
It feels good to go back to Sweden and cook Christmas food with dad and hang out with all the friends in Stockholm. But Berlin, I will be back for New Year (or Sylvester as they say here) That's for sure.
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