Berlin: And Everything In Between
This was the craziest trip of my life. It was a school trip, and instead of taking a bus, we crammed nine people into a van, four of which were young, rowdy boys who didn't understand the concept of inside voices, or simply good manners, and who wrestled, screamed, and chatted the ENTIRE DRIVE. To make matters worse, my headphones had died, and I was left to face the sensory overload head on. Thank God for blessings like Keegan. He lent me his headphones for a good portion of the trip and this was all that kept me sane. To make matters worse, I was in the middle of drafting and editing my final exam for Ancient Art History, in which I was tasked with writing around a dozen short essays about different pieces of Roman Period Art. This was a task which had to be done in the van, while being kicked in the small of the back, or in the few hours of quiet I had at midnight in the hotel. I've learned that Bogi trips are qui...