There's not much to do on Sundays except hang out at coffee shops or walk around the flea markets. And that's exactly what we did with our friends. It was cold today, so we were in no rush to leave our corner inside a very packed Silo (name of the coffee shop in case that sentence sounded bizarre).
I'm not quite sure when spring will actually get here. Last Sunday we were all sitting on the stoop of Carly's backyard worried about sunburn and bad tanlines as we soaked in the warm sun. Today and the past couple of days it's been cold, misty, and windy. I didn't feel bad being sick staying in bed knowing it was cold and miserable outside. This week it's supposed to warm up again, and the sun should be making another appearance. I have so many plans once it's warmer out. This will most likely, potentially, possibly, maybe be our last spring and summer living in Berlin (due to the wonderful friends I have made here, I have to speak in a form of denial like saying, "if/when we leave Berlin..."). This city is meant to be spent outside, and I look forward to drinking beers by the canal, sitting outside at restaurants, riding bikes with friends, and not having to wear so many damn layers and heavy jackets.
Last Sunday vs. Today