Berlin has been somewhat of a surprisingly safe atmosphere. It is a modern city. There are people from all over the world walking the sidewalks. Cars actually stop if you even think about crossing the street. They have Indian food. Good Indian food. Berlin's not bad.
Eric, a six foot American (need I say, not a Jew), and I were walking from the internet cafe to the bar to meet some people from the program. We walked up the street and saw a he, uh, she, uh, it, in the distance. He/she was about 6'8" tall. We scurried past, hoping she/he wouldn't see us. Unfortunately, this (wo)man did see us as we walked past he/she. He/she followed us, asking us if we desired a "good time". At least, that's what I'm guessing she/he said, as she/he was talking to us in German.
We thought we were in the clear once we passed gigantic, white-boot wearing, short-skirt displaying, person. Not to be.
Shortly thereafter, we heard a faint chanting in the background. We saw lights flashing. Hmm, what the hell is happening? Let's go in the other direction, we thought. A bad decision.
We were walking directly into the mob. They were all men, yelling fervently in German. A bad situation to be in for a Jew. Really for anyone, but especially a Jew. "Fuck!" I ran around in a circle wishing I could fly back home or somewhere safe. They were either neo-Nazis or ardant soccer fans, which could be one in the same I was later told. Eric told me to calm down. He advised that we should walk (I added the 'quickly' part) not run, away from the mob. We made it safely away into the bar. Oy!
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