Wednesday, Oktober 22
Last Wednesday was, as the title might explain, one of the most bizarre days I've had thus far in Berlin. After a normal morning of classes I came home to help my host mom finish packing and to help her clean up before she left on her 3 week trip to ARGENTINA!! Normally we don't clean. ever. But...since my parents were already on Prague and were coming back to stay with me in Berlin on Saturday my host mom felt it beyond necessary to make the house impeccable! Isn't she sweet!
So after getting teary eyed saying goodbye to her I hurriedly made myself some noodles, skped with McKin, and ran out the door for my Theater class. And this is when the day REALLY turned weird. As I'm walking down my street headed to the main street where I get on the bus I notice alot of flashing lights and people screaming. I don't think much of it and continue to rock out to my ipod until I get close enough to see whats actually happening. A protest. No big deal right? WRONG! The best way I can think to describe it is CNN coverage of Saddam Hussein protests in the Middle East. No, I'm not kidding. It was hundreds upon hundreds of Turkish men marching up the street, waving flags, and screaming while the police (with their guns, I might add) marched up and down the sidewalk to make sure the little sweet, poor, innocent, cute American girl didn't get slaughtered....not to mention the bus I take to school was out of service because of the protest.
So, I finally make it to Theater and give a little speech on one of the songs from Shubert's Winterreise and then we all pack up to go to the Kammerspiele to see the performance. Good performance. Great vocals. Everything I could have asked for, and so much more. Winterreise is a compilation of 24 songs all sung by the same man. So we are nearing the end of the 22nd piece and after he finishes the lights go out. Weird because there's still 2 more. The 23rd one is sung in the dark. Kinda strange. Even stranger...the lights came back up for the 24th. With the singer laying naked...COMPLETELY NAKED...in the fetal position. Which is how he layed for the entire duration of the 24th song. He finished, the lights went out, and then he came back on stage while zipping up his pants while we applauded. Just. Plain. Weird.
I returned home to a yet again pieceful Kreuzberg and studied for a test and packed for Prague...I was so ready to see Mom and Dad!!
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