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2005-11-28
Another day in Saarbrücken
This is indeed an interesting day. Apart from giving the practice talk in MPI (which went pretty bad because of the lack of sleep and self-practice before), I had dinner in an Italian (?) restaurant. Of course, the menu is only in German, and the waitress didn't speak English a lot, I chose to risk and take today's special. Turned out to be goose leg. Interesting surprise. Too bad it tasted like a dry roasted duck, and I didn't like anything else on the dish.
The other thing was the bus ride from MPI back to my hotel. I was told that I could just wait for the announcement of my station, Johannisstraβe. Didn't work, because they screwed up the announcement system. I was told that I could look for a particular Turkish restaurant at my stop. Didn't work, because it was too dark and I was too unfamiliar with the environment. So I resolved to this radical idea, namely, the time. This is something probably very special about the German that they time everything accurately. I was told that the bus ride would take 13 minutes. So I got off the bus at a stop after 12.5 minutes, despite the bus had stopped at some stops for no apparent reason. Tada, that's my stop!
The other thing was the bus ride from MPI back to my hotel. I was told that I could just wait for the announcement of my station, Johannisstraβe. Didn't work, because they screwed up the announcement system. I was told that I could look for a particular Turkish restaurant at my stop. Didn't work, because it was too dark and I was too unfamiliar with the environment. So I resolved to this radical idea, namely, the time. This is something probably very special about the German that they time everything accurately. I was told that the bus ride would take 13 minutes. So I got off the bus at a stop after 12.5 minutes, despite the bus had stopped at some stops for no apparent reason. Tada, that's my stop!
