Sons Of The Silent Age

My Italian Instructor.

My Italian Instructor.

Long and tiring days are pass me, denture tomorrow I take a rest and go to Berlin. I love Berlin the last time I was there was 2 years ago but this is extra special I will have more time to visit it and its the same week when they wall went down. Earlier tonight I actually held a piece of the wall. That was just
sureal. I’ve seen it, but actually holding a piece of it was amazing.

I have a lot of special memmories with Berlin, in being there and associations with someone. I really cant explain the feeling I get there. The closest I can get to it is any song from that era. Like David Bowie’s Heros and song from Nick Cave, and Iggy Pop etc. All those guy also felt that strange feelin
g that exists there.

The piece of the wall was owned by my dads friend. This friend of his was back with him in college back in the 70s and they keep in touch and see each other every now and then. Its a good feeling. I have that with my friends that I met in my trip in UAe who I haven’t seen in over 6 years and lost touch wi
th them. A funny thing is that on a family trip in San Fransico we were going to the old trams and we had two options. So we picked one as we go there my dad notices these 2 people and they are his college friends (same ones we met tonight). He hasn’t seen them in forever and they keep in touch and always wanted to meet the family. Its funny how things work like that the way things sync.

All I care about tomorrow is to go around and take pictures and just wander around the city. So pics to follow.