To the Market

Today the weather report said temperatures would get up to 100 degrees Fahrenheit. That being said, a majority of the people from our group decided that perhaps it would be better to stay inside instead of melting into a pool of sweat outside. Despite my dedication to staying indoors, after a while of sitting on my bed writing blog posts I decided that I couldn’t handle being inside anymore. Anna discovered that there was a flea market that’s only open on Sundays at Mauerpark, so we asked anyone else if they wanted to join and Anna, Hannah, Mira, Jasmine, Natalie, and I all made our way to the flea market. The flea market was quite large, with rows and rows of vendors selling their things from their overfilled booths. Many of the vendors were selling clothes, bags, and jewelry, and more still had a variety of trinkets, much being the type of things you might find at a garage sale. There were several tables with handmade crafts though, and some of the stuff was quite amazing for the price that the vendors were asking. While we were perusing the flea market, Mira and Natalie spotted a person who they thought looked like Micheal Cera. Upon further stalking and running into a group of british girls who also thought it was him, we confirmed that we had indeed run into Micheal Cera. There is no picture evidence since he didn’t seem so in to being publicly discovered, and we wanted to respect his ability to have a private life. But how cool is that! We saw an American Celebrity while visiting a flea market in Berlin!

After the flea market we came back to the hostel, found dinner, and did some more work. Near 11pm when everyone was tired of doing work, several of us rewarded ourselves by watching the first Spy Kids movie on Netflix. The movie was interrupted though by a wicked thunder and lightning storm. The rain would come in waves and the lighting came down in crackling, brilliant bolts. The thunder that followed sounded would sound like a shotgun then rumble so low you could feel it in your chest. Perhaps I’m romanticizing it all, but I was pretty amazed by it.