Back from Viking Shores!

3760 Kilometers. 16 Cans of Texas Eintoph and Ravioli. 12 Liters of Beer. 2 Sleeping Bags. 4 Rolls of Tissue Paper. 12 Days.
1 Box of Matches. East Scandinavia. Conquered.









Flotrinkian Rules! Yay!

Sunny berlin Sundays

I get a kick out of Sunny days in Germany. It always feels like, "aaah! Sun!!!! We should go out!!!!" resulting to reckless work abandonment, pointless procrastination and intense longing for the outdoors. I call it the Sunny day syndrome. But sunny sundays are absolutely perfect because it allows for guiltless indulgences since God did make Sunday, a rest day -unless of course procrastination rolled its head so much that you only have the weekend to amend your shortcomings. Nevertheless, even the mundane tends not to be so ordinary on Sunny Berlin Sundays.


Florian is the Cake Meister!
Unsere Liebsling pizza
Mmmm Ron Telesky's


Mauer Park Sundays feature:
Karaoke

Tiergarten Park features:
Naked Sun Catchers


Kreuzberg sports squatters enjoying a beer under the 5pm sun!


Yay