everything that hasn't been said

i'll head back to berlin, because i haven't written in a week or so, busy busy times.

i don't know what it is about berlin, that makes it that good. maybe because it isn't that expenisve, because even if you get a fine for not buying a ticket on public transport (which you never buy) they are so far in debt they can't make you pay, or this little german pub we frequented for quality german food, how you can't smoke in bars, but in rooms adjacent with no windows, or just how it continues to move forward past everything that happened in it. i don't know. but i really did like it.

i particulary liked to jewish memorial.. it's quite new so i don't know if anyone has seen it.. i'll post photos, that's the only way to describe it, is to see it.. quirky fact, the stones are covered in anty grafiti paint, (because every building in berlin is coated in some good, mostly bad street art) and the company that supplied this coating, was the very same company that supplied the gas for the gas chambers that killed or the jews in ww2. hm. strange isn't it.

berlin has these awesome art squats. i wish i had photos to show, but the girl i was with accidently deleted them all.. but they are just abandoned builings, litterally wall to floor to ceiling covered in grafiti, and artists squat, working, selling work, and outside are metal workers, who make the most amazing quirky sculptures. it's amazing just to have seen.

sigh, that's berlin. meeting people and saying good bye to them.