Here I guess

So, there I am waiting for the plane at Halifax airport and who surrounds me but about a hundred German natives heading home. My thoughts on this were "great I'll get to sit next to someone and maybe talk a bit about things I can do some basic information about everyday things like: Tipping at restaurants, how the public transport works, where to get food (I have done all of these things now, but still have no idea about whether any of them were  correct, I actually just walked into the subway and onto a train without paying anyone and I don't know if I was supposed to or not). Anyway so I sit down and who do you suppose is next to me but a girl who was born and raised in the South Shore of Nova Scotia (ridiculous). She was nice enough though, but tired so even if she could have answered may questions she couldn't have due to her lack of conscience.  She did mutter something about airplane food being bad do to the pressure doing something to the tastebuds, but that was about it. So during my waking hours on the plane I chose to read "six degrees" which is more interesting so far then I had thought it would have been.

So I get into Frankfurt and find my way to where I need to pick up my next boarding pass (although I had no idea how to. Lufthansa (the airline I was using to get to Berlin) apparently only has self check-in deals which are cool, but all the ones I could find would just read yor passport and give you the boarding pass. Problem is they can't read Canadian passports (or at least not mine). So after talking to about ten members of the Lufthansa staff who all directed me to the same stations that didn't work for me, I was able to find a different one where you would just type in your name and flight confirmation. YAY!! now all i had to do was wait 3 hours. the one thing that got me through it was how delightful it was when airport staff would zoom through the terminal on small company owned bicycles. It was kind of adorable.
So I get on the Plane to Berlin and immediately go unconscious. YAY! I get into Berlin and after breezing through customs (because I'm Canadian) and hearing a woman behind me whose bags were being checked saying "but I'm Canadian too". I went outside and wondered around until I found a bus stop. So there buses are really nice and you use tickets in them... I have no idea exactly how it works but I  had a ticket and I was let on the bus... I then went down to into the subway with the same ticket...  there was no staff there  so I just went on the train and hoped that my bus ticket would be good enough for the subway too. Then i meandered down the road to my Hostel got set up in one of the Dorms and then realized that out of the 12 people in the room I was the only guy... Nice, well except for it's me so I treated them as if they were related because that's how I roll. so 15 hours of traveling make you stink so I decided to clean. Also not eating apparently makes you hungry (who knew).  I walked down the road from the Hostel to this place that on the outside looked a bit like a greasy spoon, but has a very chic dinning area... but that's not all, they had Donair.... Spinning meat slab and everything. I don't think they had donair sauce or anything, but it was there and I thought that was awesome. I had some schniztel and fries (the fries came with something that seemed like a cross between plum sauce, gray and ketchup (i don't recommend).

Today I didn't do much other then wonder and do some work on my resume. I was still pretty tired. I got food at a neat indian place down the road and got a massive beer for 3 euros so that was cool. Tomorrow I might actually do things, I am thinking about renting a bike. My main concern is getting lost but hopefully I can find a map.

So recap
Me= tired/ somewhat settled
customs= like me
public tranport= may have been stolen
beer= awesome

Introduction

Hello all,
So I have never had a blog before, or been much about talking about myself, but I am heading abroad next week and it appears most of my family and friends are convinced of two things: 1) I will have a great time and 2) Something terrible is going to happen me. So I have decided to start this up as a way I can toss information at a lot of people at the same time as say "Oh HI! guess what, I'm not dead yet. I'll report back later in case of death."

So here I am a week away from my flight buying fancy new things and getting all int he spirit, saying my goodbyes, thinking about things I won't see for awhile, and I have to say it is kind of hard. It's been really hard being excited about something that isn't immediately happening and I feel like I should be more anxious. Not only am I leaving my family and friends for around a year, but I am applying to law school at the same time. This combined should equal a wreck of a Chris, but through it all I remained relatively unfazed.

Oh well, when it happens it will be awesome and I will have to still myself out of my overly calm attitude when it does.

Today was pretty sweet and trip pumping. My Dad took me out shopping for new cloths for the trip. He's pretty nervous about the whole thing but has been super supportive.

So current re-cap
Trip= one week
Me= Trying to get excited
Dad= super awesome
You= hoping for more interesting posts in the future
Me (again)= Also hoping for more interesting posts in the future

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAND SCENE!!