It’s almost 9 pm and I think I am done with everything I needed to do today: work, two loads of laundry (one air drying, one machine dried), 71 minutes of spinning at the gym (gotta work off the Christmas chocolate that I bought at the supermarket, 50% off the original price), grocery shopping, and, last but not least, packing for my trip.
I wanted to get everything done before my friends return to Berlin, and I think I did: as I write this, their plane is pulling up to its gate at the airport. I expect to see them here shortly.
Tomorrow, Friday, morning we head north to the Baltic Sea where we will ring in 2012.
We (I) wanted to get out of Berlin because cities in Germany turn into war zones: it’s firework season and the blasted things are thrown all over the place, often without regard for other nearby people.
As such, I wish you, as the Germans would say, einen guten Rutsch ins neue Jahr!
I also feel compelled to share with you the traditional German film for New Year’s Eve.
Same procedure as every year.
Plus a more topical version.
Good for you! I get that whole thing about fireworks. They make the dogs crazy!