So yesterday I was at an Imbiss getting some Pommes when some woman walks up to the side window. What followed was an inaudible conversation between her and the proprietor which ended in the following exchange, translated for your benefit:

P: I don't SELL cigarettes!
W: Not officially!


He then goes into the back, pulls out a single cigarette from his jacket, hands it to the woman and in exchange receives about ,20 euro cents which he promptly puts in his pocket and not in the register.



I just want to say right now that I love my neighborhood.



Also tomorrow is Germany's (well the BRD's) 60th birthday. I intend to be there with a camera and a keen eye for detail, mostly because I would rather not be doing my homework.


Also I'll update about Bristol soon. Right now I have the hiccups and the whole thing just doesn't seem to immediate right now.