12 June - Germany Trip Part 3 (Day 145)

We both felt refreshing after a good night rest. I told her about the sex incident last night while we were having our breakfast buffet. Would be really embarrassing if she were to be present last night. We visited the grand palace built by Fedrick the Great. With the audio guide, it was easy to navigate around the palace, going from room to room. And in each room, the guide would relate some historical events. And there would be classical music played in the background during the narration. I like the ballroom especially. I almost felt like dancing then.
After visiting the palace, we went for a short stroll in the garden and then we broke for lunch. At the restaurant, all the waiters and waitresses spoke English. It was really easier to live here than in France. That was the reason why XP stopped her German lessons after 2 classes. I guess there is just no need for it. It was not easy for me to strike a conversation with XP, as she is of a quiet nature. Hence, I spilled out all the secrets that I knew about RV canoeing guys, in order to interest her. Sigh… I am one 重色轻友 guy.

We went back to Checkpoint Charlie, which we had briefly passed by yesterday. There were 2 female “soldiers” at the checkpoint, taking pictures with tourists for just 1 euro. And you can take as many pictures as you wish. We also visited an artist’s work in memory of the Jews died in Berlin. On a small piece of land, he created many blocks, each representing a Jewish life lost. The entire place was like a maze.

The Pegamon Museum was an eye-opener, with so many different civilizations all in one place. The Greeks, Mesopotamia, Babylon, etc. But it was too much info with too little time. No wonder Nico’s girlfriend needed to read the guide book before visiting.

Near the evening, we went to the Parliament House and had to queue for 45min before entering. It would be much longer had we not cut the queue. The security check was very strict and it took us another 10min or so to be cleared. At the highest level, we had a bird’s eye view of Berlin. But it was nothing much actually. We returned to the youth hostel and packed up; ready to return to Munich. Our only common interests were canoe and entertainment news. Nothing much was told to me about her. I did tell her a great deal about me though. The night train back to Munich was worse. Our seats were near the toilet, which was in the middle of 2 cars. So every time someone needs to use the toilet, I would be woken by their closing and opening of the door. Very light sleeper indeed.