All of us on the correct train, heading in the correct direction. Miracle! |
Our adventure getting TO the Tropical Island was one for the books. We had just gone to Cottbus a couple days before and I was 100% certain that I knew the way, which trains to get onto and where to get off. It was pretty simple. I had already dreamed of impressing my friends with my Berlin transportation knowledge. This all came to a quick halt when we walked from our local train to the Regional Train that was supposed to take us to the water park. As I looked on the screen (the SAME screen I looked at 2 days before) and there was no listing for where we needed to go. What the heck? There was a nice man who saw my confusion and asked if he could help. He spoke mostly English which helped. I explained the problem and he said, "oh, yes, you go right over here and go up that escalator and .... wait a minute. Why isn't it listed?" I replied with an I KNOW, RIGHT? and then we asked some guys that work at the station. Same response. You go right over there and up the escalator and wait, what?? Same thing. Then the nice man led us to the information center which told us that we needed to go to a different train station in Berlin and catch a later train that wouldn't put us at the Tropical Island until past noon. Our online tickets we bought were only guaranteed until noon after there it was only "if there was space"
These two little cuties have been friends since they were 2 years old!! |
Because it was Easter week and everyone had vacations the Tropical Island was PACKED. I have never seen it this crowded. We looked and looked for a seat. Not one open seat in the entire place. The lifeguards confirmed this. Not one! The sun had come out but it wasn't quite warm yet. We decide to put our stuff outside and then ended up hanging out there most of the time. Ali and I in our coats but in the sun for most of the afternoon.
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