B in Berlin: FIRST WEEK

Safe to say my last few days have not been as exciting as my first few days. I mean, it's going to be really ~~hard~~ impossible to top that World Cup experience. Work has started slowly but judging by how people normally work till around 6/7pm each day, I would be surprised if that's not me in the next few weeks. On the bright side, the office has A LOT of free candy/snacks/fruits/juice/pop/beer.

I didn't even realize how much paper work I have to do until I got here. I thought I was done with that once I got my Visa back at the homeland. I cant even think of travelling until I get this stuff out of the way.

The List

~~Open bank account~~
~~get a bike~~
Anmeldung - basically anyone living in Germany must register w/ the gov. BIG BROTHER IS WATCHING
Tax ID Number - so the the gov. can rob me of a huge chunk of my income cause I'm not married... TIL: Find a wife to save money on taxes.
Passport photos for ID purposes
Insurance - once again, I got this before I left Canada, but apparently German law REQUIRES you to have insurance here.

Today I managed to get the banking stuff done and get a bike. DID YOU KNOW HOW FUCKING EXPENSIVE BIKES ARE?!?!! HOLY FUCKING MONKEY ASS LICKING CHIMPANZEE NIPPLES GORILLA NUTS. Bike theft is RAMPANT up in this muthafuckaaa. So avoiding buying a stolen bike, automatically adds maybe $30-50 euro to the cost..and then for a decent looking USED bike that isn't going to fall apart once my whale-esque-physique sits down is minimum $100euro..

The problem with those bikes are that they look like the type you'd see old china-man and china-woman riding w/ their basket in the front filled with fruits from the market and their grandchild chillin' like a G on the back. I ain't bout that life. I need me something that looks semi-cool and is fast.

230 Euro for a used Hipster-mobile. Life aint easy.

So after getting my whip, I needed to get a lock.. luckily a bike shop nearby was open. The friendly German homies at the bike shop asked me how much I paid and they were shocked at how little I paid, so I guess its okay? After pumping the tires and greasin' up the chain, I went to check the locks and HOLY BANANA TITS 50 euro for a damn lock. If my bike still gets stolen.....

Friday night, no friends? Go for a ride!