Technology, you constantly surprise me.

My favorite doner place has a website. In the past 24 hours, I've spent a lot of time talking with friends about what our loved ones should do when they're in Berlin. The list seems to go on and on, but one thing I believe all of my visitors should experience is a currywurst from Curry 36 and a Doner from Mustafas. I had 2 doners this weekend. They're that good.

P.S. Four days until my Jason arrives!!

I love Spring and IKEA

I think Spring has nearly arrived in Berlin, and not too soon. The moment I knew it was spring had nothing to do with the flowers rising from the ground, nor from hearing bird chirp during my commute. I knew if was spring when the bakery had a rhubarb pastry. It was such a relief, as the picture shows. The long dark days in Berlin affect my outlook on life far more than I anticipated when I first moved here. (This is one reason I'm a member Team Jacob. Bella has no real clue of SAD, IMHO.)


It's time I officially announce that my palindrome prediction is accurate. I'm moving back to the states at the end of June. This move is bittersweet, as I love my life here. I'm particularly fond of my Berlin friends and the feelings of independence and the ability to overcome challenges I encounter each day. I know I'll miss these aspects of life here, but there are more challenges and joys on the horizon in Ohio. Incidentally, if you want to help me find a job, I'd be happy for the help.


Today, I went to IKEA. (Please tell me you clicked on the link.) I love IKEA. Love. The only things I needed to purchase were for my classroom, but I spent 2 hours browsing the inexpensive and witty furnishings. My favorite part of the Templehof IKEA is the last section of the downstairs. First, you enter the candle area. I can spend hours smelling candles (ask Jordan) and so I sniffed until my sniffer was sniffed out. Then, you meander into the plant area and I promise the air is cleaner and more delicious than a greenhouse. I stood and breathed. I was not alone in my endeavor to get the awesome oxygen. Finally, grab a push cart and enter the chaotic "get your stuff area." It smells like sawdust. I like it.

Jason will be here in 12 days. I think it will be better than the Twelve Days of Christmas when he arrives. Can't wait, but he says I'll have to.

Leaving you with 2 St. Pat's Day pictures to enjoy...

Are the snakes really out of Ireland? All of them?

The ladies at the table next to our started copying our party tricks. One was capable of mine.

Schadenfreude

"Happiness at the misfortune of others? That is German!"

-Avenue Q