Friedrichshain

After hardly any sleep last night and with Andy walking well beyond his capacity just to get to the apartment, day one was a settling in sort of day. Our apartment is 'unusual' - it has glass doors, mirrors everywhere, four double bedrooms, all with huge high ceilings, but very little in the way of kitchen facilities. Fine with us, as it transpires that eating out in this area is really good value. The local eateries operate a 'self service' strategy, so you order directly with the chef, take whatever bottles you want from the fridge, and watch the busy world go by from your pavement table. He yells when your dishes are ready, you collect them from the pass (adding any toppings as needed), and enjoy. And no money passes hands until you leave. We dumped our bags late morning with Gabriel and left him cleaning our apartment whilst we ate lunch at Pizzeria Meyman. Freshly cooked and absolutely delicious. Gabriel had vanished in our absence, although the washing machines and dryers (2 of each) were still full and operating. Is that weird? We chose bedrooms (boys thrilled to have one each!) and napped. Matthew and I made it out later to scout for transport options for tomorrow and dinner options for later. Chose Pizza Vira. When you're us, Italian is really the only option! Again, waking Tom post-nap proved difficult but Matthew's powers of persuasion (and use of Netflix) proved up to the task. Groundhog Day sandwiched our evening meal - we remembered that we first watched it with the boys in a Heidelberg Air bnb exactly 4 years ago.Baca lagi