5pm…So, adventure number #1 has begun! My flight is delayed 2 hours. The flight attendant says “luckily your connection to Berlin is also delayed, so you might even make your connecting flight.”
7:30pm…the flight attendant lied. Just landed at JFK, and my 7:40pm flight to Berlin just closed its gates. The lady at the “Interrupted Service Desk” tells me that I can fly to London, and then to Berlin, arriving at 5pm the next day. She says it is the only option that will get me to Berlin on Monday. (It is still Sunday.) Or, my other option is to fly Monday night and arrive Tuesday. I accept being rerouted through London. The lady takes my tickets and reissues me two other tickets for my flight to London and to Berlin.
While waiting for my flight, I start pondering what exactly I am getting myself into. I am leaving a really comfortable life…I had a job, great friends, a mortgage, the cutest dog I have ever seen, I even had real crystal wine glasses and a crystal decanter. Now, I am on my way to live in a city where I will no longer be able to communicate with everyone around me, I am supposed to find a place to live when I can't understand what my options are, and when all I can order on the menu are bratwurst. Luckily, Bratwurst are delicious.
yay for bratwurst...boo for evil flights. Things will become just as comfortable in Berlin, give it time. I mean you are adjacent to such amazing countries...unlike us who are adjacent to Virginia and Maryland...woo hoo.
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