October 26, 2001, Friday. Breaks helpless.

We woke up at 7 or 8 am. Bought some bread and food. Organized breakfast. Xavier picked up some advertising from German motorcycle magazines and began to call to the different workshops to ask to the help. (There a lot of advertising there about Russians Urals and some other Russian motorcycles). Most dialers didnt answer at all and at one company the girl said that she has no information about Urals. So, we understand thats not a good idea to call to Ural dialers. We start to call to the workshops.

First we found a man who said that he could probably help us, but he was 25km away from Berlin to the Poland board. Thats too far from us. Xavier found one workshop where man said that they try to help us, and if they not, there are other workshop near with a real Ural expert. (Later, Xavier told me that we spoke with this Ural expert on telephone (he found him on advertising also) but he told to Xavier that he going to leave today at 1pm). Xavier decided to visit this workshop.

I told Xavier that I want to stay at home because it is no necessary to me to go with him and because we didnt have the keys from the front door. (Silka told us that she is going to let the flat and he didnt know when the Hubi or she will come back).

So, Xavier left the flat. I toke the bath, wash some other clothes and after I felled asleep. Before I wrote some post cards. I was woken up after my mobile phone. That was Dima from Minsk. He asked where we are now. I told him that we are in Berlin now. After phone conversation I made one more attempt to fell asleep, my with no successes.

At one moment I here that someone enter the flat. After a few minutes the phone rings and I standup to check who is come and to pick up the phone. I found that Silka comes back.

We talk we here a little. Then she left the flat and came back rather soon. When she came back she told me that she going to stay at home about 2 hours. I decided to walk around in this time. While I was walking in street I got a call from Moscow, from Irina and she told me that now is about 10C at Moscow at nights. Then I made an attempt to find the post office.

I didnt find a post office (but I found the sign). I also walked across our street. I found a building with a lot of military people around and one armored car. I thought this was a police office. Farther on this street I found very intrusting building, covered by sheets of paper. Each sheet was a letter or something like this. The full building was looked very nice and non-ordinal.

When I come back home I spend some more time talking with Silka. I enjoyed our conversations very much and I was impressed by Silka!

After some time Xavier comes back. He was very sad. He told that nobody help him. He said that of cause he didnt meat with Ural guru (because he left the workshop at 1pm). Other people at workshop tried to help him, but without success. For example, they replaced the front and back wheel. So, Xavier was very sad and depressed. He said that the only hope is man 25km out of Berlin, near the Poland board.

I finished all the food we have before, so Xavier eats the Silkas bread and said that he goes to sleep. Silka proposed to walk around the town, but before she must take the bath. Of cause Im agreed. After bath we waits a little while here hair becomes dry.

We start our night trip from out street. Silka told me that the building with a lot of police around was not a police station but Synagogue. (I think this was specially after September 11, 2001). We visit an exhibition (rather special one, the exhibit was made from the different part of dead cats, fish or chicken. For example one exhibit was half cat and half a fish. All them were submerged in to the water (or may be special liquid) and they looks like the exhibits of anatomical hospital. I cant said that enjoyed this but it was rather new for me.

After we visit the bar with disco and spend a good time there. On our way to home I bought something looks like our Shaurma. (fast food in the street, that usually Arabic guys made).

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