Ibis Lilienstein Dresden

... a little tour of Dresden too which was really nice! There are some pretty impressive old building. Well technically they are old but were almost destroyed in the war. They have only been rebuilt in the last 5 to 10 years which is amazing! Had a wicked Turkish vegie plate then said our goodbyes and got on the train back to Berlin. Back to public transport for us!<br>

... that I have been laying in bed shivering one moment, sweating the next and can't stop coughing! I have been hallucinating about killing people in my dorm room with a crossbow because they seem to like rustling plastic bags for hours at 6am in the morning. I can't be sure if I yelled out &#8220;Calm down b*tches&#8221; or if I dream t ...

... as myself, this was only temporary. A new language to learn and different beer to drink. My first taste of Germany, was not disappointing. As was the first taste of German beer, which I was going to get a skin full at Oktoberfest. It was nice to savour the first experience. <br><br>Using my super-tourist skills, I walked towards the pointy buildings I could see, the churches. It was a good indication that this was the city centre, or the tourist centre at least. For ...

... see how beautiful and interesting it is now and learn it's history and how it and the citizens have suffered.<br><br><br><br> Frederich Taylor has a book out in the last few years that gives a better history of Dresden and gives more accurate figures based on historical documents that aren't Soviet biased. Kurt Vonnegut was also a POW in Dresden and he wrote Slaughterhouse Five, a fiction, but it came from his experiences there.<br><br><br><br> I enjoyed our visit very much.

... of time. After we were finished with the building, Steven decided to go into the armory museum, while Katy went into the art museum. I decided to sit outside and enjoy the scenery and people watching. It was right about this time that my camera died. And I had left the extra battery in the room, so I was slightly depressed. I waited for Katy and Steven to get out of the museums, then we made our way back to the bus stop to go back to the hostel. We wanted to get rid of a few ...

Dresden was practically leveled during WWII. However, the city now is as beautiful as it was before the bombings &#8211; due to the dedication of the people of Dresden to preserve the heritage. Strict rebuilding codes have prohibited "new" structure from being erected and government funds are used to encourage people to either refurbish old structures or to build new structures that look like ...

... next to him. Boy, was that guy miserable. Well, today was uneventful, since I spent the day recovering from jetlag and getting used to the time here. I did decided where to go tomorrow though; an art museum called Staatliche Kunstsammlungen. It looks like it has potential.

... the romantic scenes when the door of our little room was flung open by a Czech Immigration Officer -- who simultaneously yelled "Passport." This guy very well could have worked in the Prague branch of the KGB during the Soviet Era-- he had the chiseled face, ice cold stare, and abrasive voice. Needless to say, our Czech friend kind of ruined the moment. After about 2 1/2 hours, we arrived in Prague.

... Nietzsche War tends to make us all into monsters. It's a difficult task to not go over that line. Have we in North America become the monster? I don't know. Perhaps it's a monstrosity of a different kind. More subtle than that of Germany during the 30s and 40s. We don't conquer with guns any more. We conquer with the weight of our money and our technology. We can sweep whole cultures away with debt relief and a few McDonald's. But gosh, even I'm incredibly comforted as a ...

... chistosos hasta freaks bien serios. En Berlín me toco un polaco que solo hablaba alemán pero al que le caí super bien y no tenía ningún problema en despertarme de noche para contarme una cantidad de lora que no le entendía, y el man feliz seguía igual... o en Leipzig me tocó una gordita inglesa que me dijo de una que se sentía nerviosa durmiendo en el mismo cuarto conmigo. Yo no me quedé callado y le dije que por mí podía estar ...