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…he was saying to me—“Why, Why, Zee?” Well, yes, I am safely in Toronto—not without a few minor misadventures: 30 minutes to pass through passport control at Schiphol. Getting stuck behind a dimwitted girl who had a cigarette lighter shaped like a bullet at security (She wasn’t surprised when it was taken away). Not finding […] Or not. It’s actually been a really cool Thursday, despite an alarm clock going off at 4. Ugh. I trundled off to Tegel, got on a plane, flew for an hour, and then had a three hour layover—before I got on a big blue 747-400 to head over the North Atlantic, and in my own […] My trip back to Germany was a lot like my trip from Germany. One of the flight attendants was the same and the person sitting next to me going to Berlin was the same man who sat next to me coming from Berlin. I thought I recognized his back as I followed him onto the […] My flight from Berlin to New York/JFK was not without its amusing points. This past weekend Berlin hosted Berlinale, an international film festival and by my casual observation, I would estimate that approximately two-thirds of the plane were people returning to the States having attended the Berlinale. Not to be too quick to judge on […] |
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