I'm really trying to use a little of the language ("Das Bitte" = "that please"), but I am easily annoyed with myself and start speaking English. They may not be able to tell I am a tourist when they first see me (I kind of fit in with my blond hair and no make-up) but once I do anything (get out my travel books, ask for the bill right when I'm done eating, smile) they know I'm an American tourist. And honestly, they are nice enough anyway. I just like those few moments that no one knows!!!
I wandered around an area called Alexander Platz and other parts of Mitte today. Mostly the shopping parts! I tried one more time to buy a pair of ballet flats that EVERYONE in Berlin is wearing, but for the hundredth time, they rubbed too much on the back of my heals. Knowing this may happen, I had flip-flops in my bag. Guess I am just a California girl. My boot-cut jeans are also a dead give-away.
I saw another performance tonight. This was actually not with the festival, but a local berlin artist. It was great and very informative for my thesis! They spoke alot and only in German, but I think I know what the piece was expressing. Interesting to think about that. Dance as a language that is not directly translatable in the same way that the German language is, for me, not translatable.
That's it from Berlin...much love,
Alicia
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