I took a nap for 60 minutes, and then I stopped by a nice Bagel shop for brie+apple+ruccola bagel. Owners were young couple from Roumania, I think. I was only guest and they couldn't hide joy when I ordered something. While I was eating, I noticed a moth.
My appartment is full of moths, flour moths, probably from some croissant I forgot God knows where. I am sure I took that moth with me from Belgrade to Berlin.
Is he happy now? Is better to die in Berlin if you are a moth? I can hear bunch of experts and biologists, who yell at me that moths do not have feelings and memory. But, didn't they discover that wine flies know for happiness?
The moth was nervous and flew quickly, just like my present moths, I suppose it slept in those trousers I didn't wear since last trip.
Good bye, moth, you traveller! You refugee, an immigrant (and illegal one in some way!)...
After this brunch I took a cab to Columbiahalle.
In the taxi I heard Turkish from radio. Turkish driver asked me where I came from.
"Serbia? Aha, Serbistan! Hahahaha!"
I was overwhelmed by Turskish language and Oriental names of shops and boutiques. The drivers were so nervous that Thursday afternoon.
I saw this sign>
In front of the Columbiahalle, a guy dressed as a bear was giving visitors free condoms. A black bearded midget with red glasses was wearing jacket with Sisters of Mercy on his back.
Frontman of the band looked like Michael Ironside, and the keyboard man was spitting image of Dobrica Ćosić r Blake Edwards, I can't decide.
They didn't have rhytm section, but key board sounded as if they had 3 black men drummers in the dark, in chains and with carrots in their arrses.
The concert was good and after it, in arkade of Columbiadamm, I saw street beggars band performing "Smoke on the water"; just like last year after Public Image Limited's gig.
Taxi driver in a cab I stopped after this was again a Turk, but older one. He said:
- Serbia? I love Serbia. I travel home for summer holidays it is good.
But his English was even worse than mine. He didn't understand me at all, but he managed to show me boarder between West and East Berlin.
- Original wall - he said.