Instead of going to class, we decided to take a run up to Teuflsberg. With a view like this to do some yoga and lay in the grass while listening to music and soaking in the sun, you cant really blame us though, right?
After spending some time relaxing after our run, we decided to continue our run to the abandoned spy station nearby. After running up yet another mountain, we started circling the premises until we found a hole in the fence to climb through. Unfortunately, what we didnt know, was that this spy station is not entirely abandoned. Currently, it is running as a tourist attraction. A tourist attraction where you have to pay to get in, not the kind that you break in to.
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| Our prison |
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| Our sad faces were only temporary |
Spending less than five minutes near the spy station, we were approached by a woman speaking German. Happily, she brought us to a very unhappy, heavily tattooed security guard, who was not amused that we did not speak German. In near perfect English, he began shouting at us, and asking how we got in. After a few minutes, he told us that we either had to pay for tickets for the attraction, or that the police would get involved.
As we had no money (we were on a jog), he suggested we leave our iPhones as ransom while we went to get money. Instead, we used our iPhones to call someone to come bail us out.
As we waited for our hero (thanks again, Tom) to come save us, we reflected on the situation, and realized that it was actually quite hilarious.
After being afraid for the first 10 minutes, we decided to make the situation better by playing some music and even befriended one of the security guards--he didnt end up letting us free though.
"On Top of the World", "Let Me Take a Selfie", and "I Spy" were just a few songs that kept us ironically entertained while we waited for an hour and a half for Tom to arrive with our 14 euros bail money. Every time a new tour group would arrive, the guards would notion at us and shake their heads--but it was kind of cool feeling like a celeb! I am pretty sure that the security guards knew we didnt take them seriously because we kept on smiling at them, even though there were 10 large men and a heavy gate keeping us from escaping.
Unfortunately, our adventure didn't end with the detainment. Leaving the spy tower through the "proper" entrance brought us onto a road that we have never seen before. Phones almost dead, we decided to try to find our way home without technology, even though the sun was setting and we were in a forest. Every person, bicyclist, and noise terrified us. After sprinting through a twilight-like forest for about half an hour, we found our way to a road, which led us to the S-Bahn station of Grunewald. Deciding to take the risk of riding without a ticket, we sat down on the first train which would take us to a stop where we could switch to the S5 (the train to take us home). Moments within sitting down, a man approached us.
Instead of asking for our tickets, he sat uncomfortably close to us. We ended up moving to different seats, and getting off at the next stop, where we hid under a staircase until he left.
I say this very frequently, but I dont think I have ever been happier seeing the "Eiffel Tower." The 20 minute walk from Westkreuz seemed like an eternity, but it was an eternity full of hope, and a realization that we were almost home (after being gone for nearly 5 hours).
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