Sunday, April 30, 2017
Friday, April 28, 2017
Monday, April 24, 2017
Saturday, April 22, 2017
Once again, I was that Asian holding the immigration line. The officer asked what my purpose in Sofia was. I said tourism, then showed her my Sofia-Berlin boarding pass for Sunday. She wanted to see the ticket. I gave her a confused look asking why the ticket when I’m already showing you the boarding pass? It took her around half a minute to realize it, and then she let off an audible laugh. I also chuckled because I didn’t want to be an unforgiving jerk. We then added each other on Facebook, got married, and had four kids.
Thursday, April 20, 2017
There are days when you just know that the universe is shitting you. Today is one of those days. For those who are not accustomed to how public transportation works here in Central Europe, let me give you a brief orientation. You can ride the subway here in Berlin without having to pay anything. You see, there are no turnstiles or gates preventing you from going to the platforms. If you are from Manila, this is downright strange. After a few weeks of residence here, though, you just get used to this trust system.
Monday, April 17, 2017
Sunday, April 16, 2017
Given the proximity of cities within the Euregio, you can just lump most of them together in a single day. As they say: Breakfast in Belgium; Lunch in the Netherlands; Dinner in Deutschland. Of course you can always add #blessed at the end of your post to annoy the hell out of your friends, those who think that you need to ride a jet to shuttle back and forth between these cities. But then again, their being geographically challenged is the least of your problems. Besides, fate seems to favor the geography geek.
The problem of the day was whether the soft copy of our Belgian Rail tickets was valid or not. Their website had contradicting instructions. On one hand, it said that we can just show the ticket to the officer from our smartphones, which made sense because there were barcodes on it anyway. And then another page of the website said that the soft copy of the ticket was just the proof of purchase and that we had to print it out, the hard copy serving as the actual ticket. WTF, Belgian Rail? Make up your mind?