Chronicles

Sepultura – Chaos A.D.
Strike of the BVG! Berlin will fall.

This is the only day, when inside the airport is calmer than outside the airport. People on the streets, roads and highways, with their colorful and overfilled bags. Thousands of vehicles stuck, not moving, not going anywhere.
This is the day, where women literally jumped into my arms! Walking back to the S-Bahn – I need to do that – from the airport. People walking out of taxis and busses. Zombie apocalypse.
There is a fence. They call for help, they want to jump to the other side and walk to freedom! I’m their savior! The Berlin Fence. At least it is not a wall. A couple of them were heavyweights: I guess that going to the gym suddenly made sense. A journalist recording, a cop shouting that this is not allowed, women shouting back to the cop.

Beloved BVG, do not abandon us, do not abandon our ass. The city needs you, without you we are nothing.

Of course, all of this happens when I have to go to work, and move out from one temporary house to move in another temporary house. Good timing.

Gone by the wind. Tomorrow is another day.