Everyone Knows Sexy Europeans Don't Snore

Just like any other day, we woke up around the same time. I had put in my ear plugs so that I could sleep through the snoring but unfortunately, Steph and I could not avoid the bright light blaring through the windows. We went to Oranium and discussed plans for our last day in Berlin. We had our usual Früchtetopfs and Heisse Schokalade. We were feeling sad because, once again, Sexy Florian was absent. Afterward, we went to buy our train passes, which for 230 euros you can get 50 percent off all train tickets for a year. As we will be doing a bit of train jumping around Germany, we figured it would be a good deal. Trying to choose a good activity for our afternoon, we (Steph) decided to go on an "adventure" by hopping on the first train we saw and riding it for a while. Once we felt like we were quite out of town, we hopped off the train...in the middle of the slums of Berlin and promptly got back on the train and rode it to another stop. It was the residential apartment area of Berlin. Steph thought it would be a good idea to walk around without a map for a while...just to see the sites...I mentally made a picture map in my head so we wouldn't get lost. After returning to Berlin, we laid in bed and watched Family Guy as we were feeling a little ill. Everyone in our room has asked us at one point how our Family Guy watching was going. The French guy even asked which site we've been watching it on. It is quite embarrassing.  For dinner, we had a couple of Jagerbombs and by couple I mean Steph had 6. We continued our quest to see Sexy Florian by having the super good desserts that tempt us every morning on the Oranium menu. On our way there, a group of drunk German guys walked by us and one called out to us in a sing-song voice: "Can I sleep with you tonight?". We laughed and laughed. After sitting in Oranium, it soon became apparent to me that Sexy Flo was not there. It wasn't until Steph, during mid sentence, gasped, broke out in a smile, and unfocused her eyes did I realize that he was there in our midst. Our eye stalking ensued. After our fabulous Black Forest dessert, Steph came up with the brilliant idea of asking our waitress what Sexy Florian's real name was. Tall, Brunette Waitress came over and struck up a conversation with us. She told us how they all love us at Oranium and that it is very nice that we come all the time. Steph then struck up the courage and asked about Sexy Florian...who is now Sexy Peter Who Prefers To Be Called Pete. The Short Blonde Waitress With The Bad Piercings is called Susie...two very German names. We ran out of the restaurant laughing and screaming. Once back in the room, we had another great surprise. The Isreali With The Twisted Ankle was leaving our room to make room for Sexy Brunette Finnish Man and his friend Sexy Blond Finnish Man Who Speaks With A British Accent both of whom have excellent senses of humor. Now we have the two Sexy Fins and Sexy French guy (Steph and I are tempted to stay another night). Tonight I shall sleep without ear plugs surrounded by Sexy Europeans!