take the bus to airport at 5 am on Monday morning. the air is cold and the trolley makes a terrible noise on the asphalt. as usual, my bag weighs a lot and they are all pretty useless things kg. sleep throughout the journey and we wake up only at the airport with a breakfast bar for where we feel a bit sleazy 'Milanese accent that makes us laugh so much
as usual forget yet another pair of scissors in carry ikea hand and as a habit now I leave it to the guy in airport security.
(ste am the scissors ikea spreading everywhere ..)
arrived in Berlin at about 10.
the first thing you notice is the silence, then quiet, then the smell of food that is everywhere. as well as people who eat - at all hours
airport take a train and then metro and arrive in Prenzlauer Berg, the neighborhood has Alice home.
http://it.wikipedia.org/wiki/Prenzlauer_Berg
is a very quiet area, inhabited mostly by artists and intellectuals where many organic restaurants, shops selling vintage clothes
workshops and studies of any kind graphs. as well as children.
here are children everywhere, maybe more children bicycles. as well as prams, strollers and pregnant women of all ages.
the air we breathe is of immense peace, seems to live in a country IKEA, where everything is taken care of in every detail, from color to layout, everything is not left to chance.
and then the windows do not have taxes, this seemed strange, with the fixtures are huge bianchi.e no winking at the door.
and another strange thing is the sky, clear and unlimited, no mountains or obstacles: there are houses in a row over the colored sky, a strange effect.
people is of course particularly, whatever you wear.
the house of wings is green pistachios
after a meal cooked very quickly, we toured the neighborhood and already spent the first money in a shop .. eyeglass frames of all types where I literally left my eyes and heart I found the glasses of my dreams
after a while 'spending and a dinner at home
we took the bike for a ride to Alexander Plaza and surrounding areas.
the air was cold.
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