Berlin again.

Getting ready to go to the airport soon, I should be packing now. As the title suggests I'm going to Berlin, been 2 and a half years since I was last there, very nice place, maybe I should live there. Well I tried 5 years ago, but it was useless, didn't help having an ex girlfriend hassling me to come home. So I ended up leaving just as the winter was ending.... One of my missions when I went there was to learn to speak German, 5 years later it's still my mission, although I was surprised by how much I can read. But every time I speak Norwegian comes out. This time I'm just going there for a few days, the reason is mostly to see Sonic Youth play, I'm looking forward to it, they are playing the whole Daydream Nation album from 1988, funny when I bought that album based on the first 2 songs I was disappointed by the rest of it, but after 5 years I slowly grew to like it, guess it shows that good things aren't always good at first sight, or some shit. Yet I only listened to the last track in it's entirety about a month ago. Also going to meet my younger brother Toby there, he was here a week ago, then he went to Hamburg, I haven't heard anything from him, but I sent him a message to meet in front of the Brandenburg gate tomorrow at noon, if he's not there I'll assume he was eaten by one of those crazy German cannibals, god bless em. What else? I dunno, it was midsummer on the weekend, it's not as much of an event in Denmark as in Sweden, but I went to a party with some folks from work, at a girl from work's house. The house is only 15 minutes from here by bike, but there's a strange phenomenon, maybe it's to do with Denmark, suddenly you turn a corner and it's quiet suburban neighbourhoods, as opposed to mid sized old apartment blocks which are the norm here. There was a kind of bonfire there, and we went to check it out round 11pm. Then we saw something that freaks me out, these kind of suburban people, not that they were arseholes or anything, but it's just so banal, there was a band playing, and people were watching, drinking beer, kind of regular, yet too regular, so wholesome and normal that it's flavourless. Maybe it's hard to explain here, it's one of my biggest fears, when people have children they seem to become so dull, guess they become PG, so everyone understands, all they want to talk about is the children, or the game or whatever. Not trying to sound like I'm some kind of super amazing dude, but I hope I don't become one of these dead suburban mongs, spending my Saturday nights staring at the box, making sure I watch the game so I am able to participate in the conversation at work the next day. The neighbourhood seemed like a nice place though, could be ok to live there. Maybe this subject needs to be explored further so I don't sound like a stuck up wanker, but I have to get to the airport. Going to flavour country.