… was the only battle.
Feeling a bit anxious and my internal clock still a bit wonky, the night before my departure to Berlin I slept a grand total of 45 minutes. This made for a very sleepy passenger on my first flight to London. My second experience at Heathrow went much smoother than my first (13 hours of waiting for my host mom’s arrival), despite a short flight delay. After just another hour in the sky, I landed in Berlin.
The part of my trip I was most nervous for was figuring out my transportation from the airport to my hostel. I found the proper bus, bought a ticket, and stepped off at the proper stop. All I had to do now was board the proper train… which I did. Unfortunately, the train passed two stops and then abruptly changed directions taking me back to my starting place.
Turns out I needed to ride to a different stop, get on a connector bus, transfer to a different line, and then rejoin the original train. All of this to bypass the construction on the line. It took me nearly two hours (including the initial bus ride), but I did it!
I arrived at my hostel pretty knackered. I knew the hostel wasn’t going to be the best atmosphere for me when I booked it, but a sudden itinerary change necessitated the location. Needless to say, I checked in around midnight and checked out around 7:00am, ready for my first day in Berlin!
xo, jill
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Super glad to start reading about your summer Europe adventure
yay! im excited for you. I may be late but i came here all on my own!