Afraid of missing my train again I woke up at 6:30am to catch the 8:30am train to Ljubljana, Slovenia. It was a straight through journey. No changes. I just had to get there on time.
I slept badly. My bunk buddy snoring so loudly I thought there was an earthquake, as well as shouting in his sleep. It’s not really permissible to put a pillow over a stranger’s face, so I put it over my own instead, hoping to drown out the sound but with little to no avail.
I gathered my things and left. There was a metro stop right outside of Hostel Maverick so I didn’t have far to walk. I went to a bakery and bought some pastries for my journey, caught the metro, and in the bleary white morning light, found myself at my station with an hour to spare. Continue reading →
Kelly, my first couchsurfing host, is confident, outgoing, and independent. She lives on her own in a studio apartment, and has only ever travelled alone. She loves it that way, she says. “You can do anything you want, you don’t have to check with anyone, and you can change your plans without having to think of anyone else!”
Having Kelly as my first host was brilliant. When she picked me up from The Pink Cafe I was raw with emotion and wanted to curl up and cry under a blanket and stay there. However, with Kelly as a host I wasn’t able to. Which actually, was great, and exactly as it should have been. Her enthusiasm for total independence helped me get my gears moving.
As we walked the streets of Neukölln she told me about the area, “This is the hipster part of Berlin. All the young people come here. It’s where everything is happening.” I told her about my plans to go to Adlershof and Pankow. “Why you go there? There is nothing there! Everything is here!” Continue reading →