Our first night in Berlin, we arrived after over 20 hours of travel… and discovered we had had a miscommunication with our landlord. He was not at the apartment to let us in, and we had no way of contacting him because we hadn’t been able to get our new SIM cards for our phones. With no where to stay and no idea where we were in a city of strangers and meager German skills, we finally found a cab driver who didn’t speak English who pointed to a hotel across the street from the apartment. Apparently in our fatigue we had walked right past it. We checked in, and after some wrangling over WiFi, we tracked down the landlord and got the keys to the apartment. However, we opted to stay in the hotel that night, since he informed us we wouldn’t have internet for almost a week. We got our first taste of German television and were introduced to our new favorite tv personality, “Bernd das Brot”, who is a depressed loaf of bread puppet and absolutely hilarious.