Nein Days in Germany

Pork Schnitzel + banana beer. I wish I took a picture of my bananenweisen because it is literally the most amazing beer I have ever tasted in my life.

Made myself a flower bracelet because I'm dumb and didn't bring my passport so I couldn't get into my cousin's military base.

Hm.

My cousin sitting across on the other side of the cable car.

It'd be amazing to have a wedding by this gazebo.

The cousins.

Candy + I overlooking Rüdesheim and neighboring cities.

Embarrassingly enough, I can't remember what this statue was for.

You called?

A cute, quaint little restaurant in Rüdesheim where we had lunch.

German portions are literally 800x French portions.

Tekken, just like the old days. Not much has changed.

Sergeant Kim reporting on duty for band leader.

My cousin bought this for me in the American base commissary store and it's probably the nicest thing anyone's ever done for me.

The yellow stuff you see is used to make canola oil. We saw bright, yellow fields like this everywhere on our way to Berlin.

I was perplexed as to what this was, and it turns out it was just rain.

Our hostel's kitchen/bar had lamps made out of pictures of composers.

Our hostel had weird sculptures on their back lawn and even its own art gallery. Only Berlin.

Back wall of the art gallery. I love Berlin.

I really like cotton candy.

Apparently, there's a guy who just goes around painting the number 6 everywhere on walls.

Pretty much.

I still dream about this beer.

Sad that Yaam is shutting down. Capitalism, man.

I had to take a picture by every cool wall. (Because how could I NOT?)

Oh, Yaam is also a beach.

There was reggae music fit for the reggae bar and reggae people playing soccer next to the bar.

Zach Galifinakis?

Brandenburg Gate + I.

At White Trash.

No, c'est moi en fait.

Goodbye, Berlin.


I went to Germany to visit my cousins, Candace and John, for our birthdays. (Our birthdays are just a few weeks apart) My cousin is working in the American base at Wiesbaden and my cousin is studying abroad in some other city. It was nice to travel with family for obvious reasons such as comfort. After spending a few days in Wiesbaden, John drove to Berlin, where we spent a few more days with his friend, Chen.
Berlin is definitely in my top 3 favorite cities of all time. Actually, it's probably in first place. There's just something about Berlin that I can't place my finger on. It's such a strange place. I feel this weird sense of belonging and an inexplicable feeling of attachment to a city that I know nothing about. I know it sounds super cheesy, but the more I walked around and explored the city, the more positive I was that this was my city. Everything from the street art to the hippies to the kids who have this vibe like they're stuck in the post 80s was attractive to me. Berlin is one of those places I'd go to if I was having some kind of a midlife crisis and was desperate to do something crazy and needed to move somewhere new. It's like the crazy cool biker gang boyfriend that I date because of the thrill but would never settle down with.