This Sequel is Better than the Original, Kind of Like Madagascar II

• Whenever I went hiking in Switzerland (which is how I spent most of my time) I would find wild raspberry and blackberry bushes.  Did I forage in the Swiss wilderness and eat many berries for free?  Yes, yes I did.
• If you must ride a night train, crawl up in the luggage rack to sleep.  I was very jealous indeed of the man behind me who did.  He slept like a baby while I struggled to lean further away from Smelly Old Man (see next bullet point) in the seat next to me.
• A nasty old Russian man sniffed me on my train ride from Zuerich to Berlin!  I couldn't sleep after the incident, so I arrived in Berlin quite rumpled in mind and body. Why are people always sniffing me?!  It happens way too often to be chance!
• It's funny how quickly one can adapt to a different culture.  In my 4 hostel nights I got so used to having to share rooms with guys that when I reached the hostel where the BYU group was and I was erroneously given the key to the men's room rather than the girls', I just walked in and waited for them to tell me which bed was free for me.  It took me a good long (and I mean loooong) while to realize what was wrong with my current situation.  The poor guy trying to get out of the shower but being held captive by my female presence is what finally made my tired brain speculate as to what could be causing the slightly horrified looks I was receiving.  I then swapped keys and got me out.
• First Doener experience = perfection.  I WILL get a hold of one of those enormous meat kebabs and I WILL eat doeners at home.  I WILL.
• I hate art and architecture.  So much.  I love looking at it- hate learning about it.  
• I carried a jar of pickles cradled in my two hands all the way across Berlin (in the metro stations and everything) like it was some sort of sacred relic, because I'd had it for 4-5 days and hadn't been able to open it and needed a guy's help.  I got some strange looks.  I like pickles.
• I learned some funny/interesting things about Asian dramas.  Kamille, Haley and Julia- I will share this great knowledge with you when I get back.  It explains some things in Boys Before Flowers.
• Per request, here is a little more information about the morning that I found a shirtless man standing over me.  This makes the story less interesting, actually, so if you prefer the exciting version, don't read any further.  All it was was that two people had been assigned to my hostel room in the middle of the night, well after I was out like a broken lightbulb. In the morning the guy got out of bed and was standing in the middle of the room waiting for his sister to get up.  It was a small room, so by standing there he was kind of over my bed also, and it would seem he shunned shirts when he slept.  That is all. It just startled me greatly, because I'd fallen asleep alone and then woke up to a man's unrobed chest in my line of sight. Filling my line of sight, actually, considering how squinty my eyes are in the bright early morning sunshine.
• I'll try to get pictures on facebook, but I just want to type here that: We trespassed into an empty high-rise apartment in Gendarmenmarkt to watch The Scorpions perform live!!!!  It was AWESOME!!!  And last week we listened to the dulcet tones of Daft Punk as it drifted from the abandoned Tempelhof airport.  I think I'm a little bit in love with Berlin.  It's going to be difficult when we break up here in a little while.  I'm going to need chocolate.  Which makes it a good thing I'm in Germany, right?