Montag, 9. November 2009


So it's been twenty years since the auld wall came down. Big day. Here's how I chose to mark the historic occaison:

Woke up feeling awful. Have slept little since, oh god, maybe Wednesday night. Staggered to work, which was quite a feat. Managed it though, with only a hint of possible vomit action around Koepenick, when I contemplated leaping off the train for a quick tactical puke. Didn't though, which was probably a good thing.

Lamented repeatedly the loss of my iPod, circa 4.30 a.m. Friday night. My own, stupid, irresponsible fault. But still.

Failed to prevent a four-year-old destroying a pot plant. Soil, plant and general embarrassment all round.

Listened to some world leaders address Berlin on ye old BBC World. Got all emotional, and also slightly perturbed by the fact that I now seem to count myself as one of "the people of Berlin".

Managed to miss the flash mob thing I had planned on doing. Went to pub instead. Good times.


  1. haha. I missed the Mauer Mob too. too cold and wet!

  2. I love it! Very creative!That's actually really cool.