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6 April 2019

Pictures of Berlin

I'm back in Deutschland again. Es ist vielleicht Heimat für mich. If anywhere is these days. I'm currently writing from a little wooden hut Erdinger's set up at the Tempelhof Flughafen which is apparently no langer used as a Flughafen. Last week Maxwell wanted to watch Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade which is a good father/son flick where they go to Berlin at the height of the Third Reich. Berlin now is more like the it was in the 1920's - an expressive cosmopolitan city. Brittan brought me back a piece of die Mauer when she came here a few years back. I still have it in a box in Tennessee. Seems like the sort of thing Maxwell might appreciate as well given his interest in politics and history. Tomorrow I am running in the Berlin Halbmarathon which is why I'm at Tempelhof today thanks to Axel who convinced me to join him here. He drove up with Susan and the kids and they're meeting me for dinner after a day at Legoland. I still don't have a phone or any credit cards, so it's like the 70's except there is no East and West and Iron Curtain anymore. Funny Churchill gave that speech in Missouri, because I used to see Missouri all the time and now it seems I am seeing Deutschland all the time. A week ago it was Vienna on the way to and from Mallorca, which seems like a part of Deutschland itself and then two weeks before that it was Frankfurt on the way to and from San Francisco.

I just saw somebody order 3 beers using the thumb and two fingers and it made me way too happy. Quentin Tarantino is of course a genius and Michael Fassbender really should have gotten an Oscar for his portrayal of Magneto. It is a bit weird to be unable to share any of this with the outside world but it has been fabulous being without my phone for a week. I am happy that Rammstein wrote a song to commemorate my trip here though.



Später finde ich neben die Brandenburger Tor Bier trinkende. There are some Palestinians having some sort of protest but I use that term loosely. Most of the protesters are black, so clearly not actually Palestinian. I sent my parents a picture of me drinking a beer here in front of the Brandenburger Tor.


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