Saw us coming ...

'If you met two girls on this trip and they asked you to stay one more night in Berlin would you do it? OK, OK, how about if you met two girls and one of them was hot? What if, one of the girls was interested? What if I met a girl and I needed a wing man would you stay?' Suffice to say, I answered yes to all these hypothetical questions about the circumstances that would keep me in Berlin. Heineken in one hand, relaxing by the river as the mysterious Berlin fluff idles on a beautiful Monday afternoon. What better way to wind down another weekend trip. Monday 4:35 pm.


"Hey, I'm not going to be coming into work today. I missed my flight back to London. The next available flight is Wednesday morning". It so happened that we missed our flight home, by a lot. The S-Bahn arrived at Berlin-Schönefeld Airport at 6:30. Our flight was at 6:30. Standing disorientated and covered in sweat we stood dumbfounded staring at customs. How did we completely mismanage time? The next 2 hours was spent trying to find an alternative route home. We poured over the possibilities: Other flights to London, flights to adjacent cities, trains, buses. We even contemplated driving home, but at €1300-2000 to hire a car in Berlin and drop it off in London, this idea was quickly abandoned. Dejected and defeated we booked the next available Easyjet flight back to London (£52). Wednesday 7:25 am.

Up until now our Berlin trip had been amazing, glitch free. First two nights were spent at Hotel Berolina Kurfürstendamm (£29pn).


Diner at The Berlina Republik.


Partying at Fitz Club.


City Bike tour with Fat Tire.


Wall on the East Side Gallery.


The trip malfunction essentially split the holiday into two halves; almost like the old city of Berlin. Spent two nights in CityStay Hostel.

Dinner at KFC.


Bike riding and getting stuck in a storm. It was almost completely the opposite. Still, Berlin is not the worst city to be staying an extra night even if it's for the lousy reason of missing your flight.