Megan and I were just awoken by her phone wringing. When she answered it, the person on the other line was none other than the owner of the sketchy hostel that we just barely escaped from. He told Megan that he just showed up to the hostel today (its been two days since we left) and realized no one was there. After getting the very unfriendly note that we left him, he decided to call us and refund us our all of our money. He also told us that HE HAS NO IDEA WHO CHECKED US IN! So basically, we walked into a apartment, in the ghetto of Berlin, with some complete stranger.
We totally could have died.
I can't wait to get out of Berlin tomorrow, I hate this place.
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