Welcome back to Europe. I’m sitting in my gorgeous hotel room with my new roommates, almost too exhausted to write, but giddily happy at being in Berlin on a sunny Sunday afternoon. I got maybe three hours of sleep on the plane, which for me is great. But Berlin … the city, the smells, the people … it’s all so strange and wonderful.
It feels good to be back. Very odd, but homey. I fall into the same routines and it’s quite nice. It’s weird how a part of you can be in one place and the other part of you can be elsewhere. Odd but comforting.
I am rooming with three girls, all quite different but we seem to get along fine so far. Kori is quiet, but sparks out the most witty and sarcastic comments if you give her the chance. Amy loves to laugh and claims to have a good sense of direction, but we quickly learned to trust it otherwise. Chelsea is one of my favorites. She has a completely random personality with a child’s sense of adventure. She is a honey connoisseur and wants to study archeology. Plus, we have three eccentric professors on the trip who love German, architecture or both. This trip is going to be quite a good time.
What will tomorrow bring? I love being in a city again. It feels right. It wakes me up and makes me feel completely alive.
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