Sunday, July 13, 2008

Guy in a tram

One day in Berlin we decided to see Postdam. It’s like a suburb of Berlin with huge palace and even bigger garden. The weather was perfect for our trip. We bought tickets and got into the tram. Me and Mark were glued to the window, admiring passing by views. Each time when there was something really nice we were jumping a bit on our sits and Marta, who accompanied us, was not giving away that she is bored sightseeing the same for the fourth time. The journey was quite long, so after a while we decided to read the guide. I was studying carefully Pascal’s edition of what to see in Berlin and suddenly I felt something has touched top of my head. I thought that some water drop is simply soaking in my freshly washed hair. I moved my hand to touch it and I felt something like a bug. Brrr.... I started to shake my head in panic screaming aaaa!!!!
Suddenly, there was no boredom in a tram. Everyone seemed to be interested in my bug incident. Of course my scream and shaking drew everyone’s attention so no one could tell me where the huge bug (at least in my head it was huge ) went. I knew it wasn’t on my head any more, so I tried to come back to Pascal’s guide. But the mysterious disappearance of bug frustrated me a little, so with one eye on the tram and the other on the guide I started next part of our journey. Then some guy opposite me said: ‘It’s under your shirt’. I panicked even more and almost jumped up to throw it out, when I saw his huge smile. He said: ‘no no I was just joking.’ I said: ‘It wasn’t funny!’. But for everyone else who didn’t felt the bug it was hilarious of course....