If I havenÄt emailed zou, donÄt be mad. I keep losing track of the @, which is crouching beneath the Q and requires the pressing of a mzsterious Alt Gr kez, camped out beside the space bar. Oh, and as zou might have guessed, I am totallz flummoxed because the Y, a much neglected letter here, has traded places with the Z. äAnd donÄt even get me started on the apostropheönor for that matter the semicolon!ä Oz. I mean, Oy.
2. Die Kacke
Berliners, like New Yorkers, love their dogs. Big dogs little dogs bald dogs hairy dogs. Dogs sit in cafes. Dogs enter shops. Dogs drink at bars. Berliners, unlike New Yorkers, do not carry plastic poop-scooping baggies. Instead, Berliners, unlike New Yorkers, wear closed-toe shoes. With very thick soles. Even in the heat. There goes half my wardrobe.
3. Die Zigaretten
Everywhere. 'Nuff said.
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