When people think of India what do they think of? Poverty? Mayhem? Bad smells? Constant noise? Delhi belly? Me too! Well that’s all I’ve got on that one. Thanks for reading.
My feelings when seeing the Adlon Kempinski Hotel Berlin for the first time were a mix of extreme joy, relief, pain, and suffering. I had never been so glad to see a hotel in my life. I know, I know… pretty strong emotions just for a hotel but please carry on reading, this will all become clear.
Date: 4th December 2011
Destination: A pub in London
Attendees: Me and my friend Jamie
“Oh, you’ve just been to a German Christmas market? I don’t know what all the fuss is about, isn’t it just mulled wine and stalls selling pointless gifts?”
Jamie always had a way with words.
“Well, yes, but it’s not just about mulled wine and pointless gifts”
“So, go on then, what else does it offer? Convince me it’s anything but that and the next round’s on me”
“Well…let me explain”
After whizzing across London on the Heathrow Express we arrived at terminal 5. After a light ‘refreshment’ we went to check in for the 7 hour flight across the pond to Boston.