So, shutting down the laptop and getting ready for the ride to Boston for a 5:30 pm flight to Berlin for the World Cup Finals. Dang I’m lucky!
Plane reading will be Don DeLillo’s White Noise and Conrad’s Nostromo. iPod is loaded with Tour de France podcasts so I can catch up on the first six days’ action. Also some Gillmor Gang in case I need to fall asleep or learn something from the most awesomely smart Jon Udell.
Paris by 7 am, tight connection to Berlin, and then off to explore, camera in hand. Any shameless tourism tips for Berlin would be most appreciated. I’ve never been before — having confined my Germanic travels to Frankfurt and Munich with a day trip into the Black Forest once upon a time.
The game is Sunday evening … so I’ll have lots and lots of time on my hands. I tried to change flights to get there on game day, but alas, everything is booked solid. Back to the States on Monday, into RTP on Monday night for a week in the office.
I will try to light up my new Lenovo smart phone with a SIM card in Berlin and will post that number once I know it. Till then ….
