Made it to Kreuzberg and currently having a coffee on the other side of the road to where my bars are.It’s nice though sitting here watching the rain pour down.Good coffee too…
Made it to Bar 11…it’s 3-30pm and the barman is already sinking shots of Jagermeister.Anyway I’m on my first Weißbier of the trip and it’s lovely…in the cafe I was outside having a coffee at earlier an angry Russian women ( she was on a hands free call) was rolling a spliff.The owner came out and speaking English with her said something like “ I don’t mind you doing that but go inside so Polizei don’t walk past & see it,this is my business and all they need is an excuse” that was the jist and seemed fair enough but of course she went apeshit and eventually stormed off chucking stuff off the table etc.The fella looked at me with a resigned “ what can you do?” look and it was hard not to side with him…judging by how much skunk she was piling in the spliff I’m not surprised she was unhinged.That’s some strong shit ( apparently)
They’re now playing a tune that’s taken me all the way back to the Tavern in the Town days in Wolverhampton.It’s Freebird by Lynard Skynard which in all honesty is a god awful dirge except the three minute guitar solo that closes it out.Still,happy memories an’ all that…
Anyway my spider bite on the hand appears to have healed up.The swelling & itching has done down pretty much over night.Must have been a common all garden spider cos’ as far as I know I haven’t developed any spidery superpowers unless you count an inability to get out of the bath with any dignity…
Looking at the bite marks those fangs were pretty wide apart.That was a big bastard that had a go at me…
Shame the landlord of Madonna isn’t around tonight.We normally have a good football & old farts music chat.There’s an Aussies lad there tonight wo seems ok but no way am I discussing any kind of sport with an Aussies!
Glad to say I had my ticket checked earlier on coming into Kreuzberg.Always feel vindicated when it gets looked over at some stage.They hauled out a food dispatch rider with his bike.Don’t know if he bribed them with his pizza delivery or not…
Turns out the Aussie barman is not a cricket fan.Result…
Did a bit by falling on the floor on the U-Bahn home.I wasn’t even drunk.The damn train lurched as I got up to get off and sent me flying right in front of a woman who looked at me with total disdain.Still never mind won’t see her again,until of course I got on the tram for the final leg of the journey home and there she was…and she still looked disgusted.
Haha no harm done.Laters…
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