Friday, August 10th, 2007 @ 10:45 | life

We brought back a shisha (hookah, waterpipe) from Berlin. The trip was much better than I anticipated, and the shisha is a sort of exclamation point to the whole trip. I’ve been meaning to get one ever since my first to trip to Egypt, in 2001.

I think I fell for waterpipes when I saw the Caterpillar in Alice in Wonderland smoking one. Since then I never saw one before my trip to Egypt, where I just really liked the atmosphere of sitting around a table with friends, passing a shisha around in the evening. (To be clear, I’ve smoked only flavored tobacco in a shisha, no other sorts of drug.)

So strolling around in a Turkish neighborhood in Berlin, we looked into getting one if we could find something that looked like the locals were actually using. The one we got was not on display and there was the language barrier to get past, since the locals don’t speak English that much.

It works beautifully, and sitting in the candlelight in our balcony, savoring the apple flavor, I felt a bit more at home. Memories of Luxor hit back – only now with a bit of eastern Berlin mixed in.

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