First Saturday of this Fall

So it is the first week-end since ages that: 1. I am in Berlin, 2. I do not have to work...I was really lucky today: the weather was wonderful: my organization had planned a day trip to Spreewald.
So we were travelling by boat through small rivers in the middle of a natural reserve for three hours: drinking beer and talking. If you have read this post till this point (and for some miracle you still find it interesting), mybe you ask yourself:"Hey, Marco, who was "we"?" There were some people from England who do an internship here in Berlin, some people from Spain - why is it so difficult to talk with Spanish people?!!!!. I had no chance to say anything to any of them, and all of them could either talk english or german...I am not hat scaring, since I talked with the all the other people...god damned!

It has been a nice day...by the way I just discovered three months ago the existence of this slavic minority, the Zorbians, thanks to a book I was reading...these Zorbians live right in this region we visited today...it is a very small minority but they managed somehow - Nazis and Socialistic times should have been tough - to keep a language (that is still taught in the schools) and a lot of traditions...
Interesting...

By the way, on the way back from this Berlin train station, I walked all along the last part of the wall that is still standing there...not any particular feeling...it is just strange to see that the street standing in front of the wall is simply packed with cars...