``I don´t really like people with backpacks...´´

was the impression we were getting from the woman at the info booth. After all our questions, all she really gave us was some interesting looks. Dresden was a beautiful city, but for us at this time it was pretty miserable. Raining, we tried in vain for 2 solid hours to find somewhere to crash for the night to give us our ´out-of-the-city´ experience, which was slowly turning into an ´into-the-city´´ experience after failing online, on the phone, and on foot to three hotels. Everything was fully booked due to its being ´Ascencion Weekend Holiday,´ we learned. Oh yeah, guess that woman DID give us some info.

We rushed back to the train station as we knew there was something in the vicinity of 7pm leaving for Berlin. (No one had yet we asked knew if there was a bus station -- including info woman). Sarah deftly navigated the treacheries of the train info and somehow got a ticket from being 55 euros each to 35 for both of us. Turns out it was kind of a ´commuter´train, orange/red double-decker, which we had a mad dash at one station to change across the platform, but was actually quite fast and comfortable at the end of the day.

Got into Berlin Ostbanhauf late but didn´t have time to call our contact, Henryk Speiss beforehand to let him know. After 10 mins of international phone crap, giving up and asking 6 people for euro coins for the phone booth, we got in touch with him, thank godness and he was going to pick us up. While waiting, we checked out the Saturday night scene at the train station. We had never seen so many people with open containers in a major transportation hub -- security guards gently strolling by.




The next day we hit the major sights of the wall, the reischtag, brandenburg gate and inner city. The rest of our time was filled with being paraded past (thanks to henryk) some of the most fascinating, inspiring design and street art spaces/galleries of the trip.

Had a minor blow though when the tour group for russia said that mongolia doesn´t give visas at the border. nice. ´´hmmm, let´s waste more time handling this at the embassy here, we thought, and miss more of this amazing city. ´´ we said we would handle it on our next stop, and had made sure there was a consulate in copenhagen. images of that prick official in prague came back to andy....-- now that i think about it, he looked a lot like ´mao tse tung.´ -- a horrible image that was difficult to shake.

spent some great time with henryk as well but we had to leave on thursday if we were to get to copenhagen, then stockholm, then helsinki without driving ourselves insane. -- i.e. it didn´t look like we were going to get much ´out-of-city´time as well! Geez, who´s idea was it to do this stupid ´overland´ thing...

got up thursday 5:30 am to catch the bus. Sarah got us seats in the 2nd level in the front of the bus -- kind of like our own chauffered bubble. alternated between sleep and rain until we found out the ferry taking us across to danish waters at rostock, germany was 3 hours late. nice.

we thought we´d make the most of it, ´hey, we´re traveling, right?´we´d say, then at the end we were kind of hating life and needing showers.

Luckily Nan Na Hvass, who doing design in copenhagen (and will be in brooklyn this summer) was our contact here. She and her flatmates welcomed us with fish soup, which went down nicely as we were feeling the day.

The next day we said screw it, we´ll do anything to get that stupid mongolian visa here, so andy went out to the suburb which is where the only consulate we could find -- it was in a sea of cookie-cutter houses, the only thing giving it away was a small plaque on the wall. After 3 rings and a series of knocks, the only one home was a dog. Andy went back to the city (there were no pay phones for miles out here) and called Sarah only to find out that the Visa woman had called back.-- you can leave everything in the mailbox and for an extra fee, process it tonight! Hmmm, take a passport with two priceless visas (one chinese and one russian) and about 200 dollars cash into a seemingly annonymous mailbox? Sure! We picked them up that night no problem. When asked about the czech official. she said, ´´no that doesn´t sound right. The only countries i can´t give a visa to are a few from the Middle East.´´ Mystery solved!

Copenhagen is surreally flat and has a ton of bike lines so we rented bikes the next day. Andy got a flat at 5:15 pm. The bike shop was 30 mins walk away and they closed at 6. he tried to get bike shops nearby to fix it, but they said the earliest they could get to it would be wednesday. this was FRIDAY. apparently there was another long-weekend holiday happening-- where´s the info woman when you need her? -- So andy put as much air in the tire as he could and rode it as fast and furious as he could (before the air ran out again and he was riding on rim) back to the bike shop to exchange for another bike. he filled it up again halfway, luckily, it turns out there´s a bike shop it seems like on every corner, the only problem is that none would repair a flat at any price. in order to get back in a timely fashion, he had to forgo the ´nice-i-ties´ of danish cycling and pull total New York City moves on everyone-- going fast, cutting across lanes, riding the against traffic, etc.. This, they did not like, but it had to be done. And yes, it was fun. There was no time to even stop and watch a protest with police fighting and arresting demonstrators. Made it back with, like 3 minutes to spare.

Copenhagen was a unique beautiful city, but we had to start making our way to Sweden (specifically stockholm). Only two more weeks in Sweden then Finland until we cross into the (relatively for us anyway) unknown of russia then asia.

At 9pm we boarded the overnight bus to Stockholm (no one seemed to really know about the bus station here either) -- into the perpetual bright orange sunset that seems to last til midnight -- and are supposed to arrive at 6am.


Thanks: Deepest thanks to Henryk for hosting us in grand style and showing us his art and the real Berlin. And many thanks to Nan Na for hosting us in Copenhagen and for showing us our first asian food in 3 months!