Just another weekend.

I had a good weekend.
Friday was a nice day so I decided to bike around. With no plan really but I went around Kreuzberg and then biked though Tempelhof airport where I sat down to read. I like the airport area so much. Biking around it and just hanging out. It's a nice park.
That night I had to work, ergo be home while the children sleep and the parents where painting the town red. Working nights is me being in my room reading until I fall asleep, which I did. The children usually sleep though the night so it's not really much else to do.

Saturday come and I woke up with a smile. Gratis Comic Tag was here. Since I always wake about around seven-ish when I hear Oskar running around in the apartment or baby Jonas testing his vocal cords making different sounds. So at 11 even the comic day started I was on my way to the closest comic store and when I got there I stood in line to even get into the store. I got my three free comics and biked to the next comic store and got yet another one. Happy I got home and started reading.
Asaf said that the weather was nice and that I should meet him so we could do something in the sun. The sun was gone by the time we where in Tiergarten looking at the women running the Frauenlauf that was that day, but it still was nice.
After some time we headed to book day, Lange Buchnacht and listened to some readings. Klaus Bittermann has written a book called Möbel zu Hause, aber kein Geld für Alkohol, read at the club SO36 at Orainenstrasse, Kreuzberg, and we all really enjoyed his short stories about Kreuzberg and Berlin.
We got dinner and meet up with Jack and headed to the upside down bar, Madame Claude, close to Schelisches Tor. The upside down bar is what it sounds like, a bar where furniture and other things are upside down. Luckily there are chairs and tables that are right way up also. I really like hanging out with these guys and I laughed so much to our stupid conversations and all the craziness that comes out of our moths.

Since the night was still young we went to another bar in Mitte this time and meet up with a friend of Jake's. Jule is a German teacher for non-Germans, ergo people like us, at a language school in Berlin so we talked a lot of German and she was kind enough to corrected us when we made mistakes while talking. I like being corrected when I talk. How will I else learn?
When the night got older, we walked to the club we where going to, Ballhaus where Soul explosion was happening. It was fun but not awesome and me and Jake got tried so we biked home together. Falling a sleep as soon as my head hit the pillow.
Good weekend with so many laughs, just about it all makes me smile.