A little more Berlin, two stories
1. There were really cool safe sex ads in Berlin, on the streets and in the subway (U-bahn and S-bahn). The tag line was “gib AIDS keine chance” I think, I think, instead of “eine chance” (Give AIDS no chance, instead of Give AIDS a chance). And the illustrations were, well, vegetables. In condoms. One poster had slightly elongated potatoes. Protected. Here’s two others:
There goes this blog’s pure G rating (via Mingle quiz). But the ads were really prominent; they looked effective.
(story 2, also brief, below the fold —>)
2. I’m just retyping this one straight from my travel journal. It helps explain why I wrote this other post.
…I walked [my friend] [to a meeting for research] then cut through Heisenheide (Neu Köln park) on the way back. Large, tree-y, with a grand meadow. On the way out, I saw mint, touched it [planning to tear a leaf and smell it], but it turned out to be a stinging plant. Youch. That was 2½ hours ago, and the tips of 2nd and 3rd left fingers still hurt…
It wasn’t a tickle sting, but like very sharp needles. And it wasn’t itchy; it was painful. I barely touched the leaf when my middle finger felt it, and I pulled away. The sharp sting spread down the finger, and a few moments later I noticed it on the next finger. Washing didn’t help. The pain faded after a few hours, but wasn’t completely gone until morning… I should know trees (and plants!) better. I didn’t brush into this one; I reached down to touch it.
Sounds like nettles — not a fun plant at all. (I once sat down in a patch of them and had my whole arm stinging for hours.)
Thought nettles would sting, not hurt. Right, stinging nettles, not hurting nettles? And why did they look like mint?
I’ve heard of people cooking nettles to make them edible. Am I making this up?
Ein fohes Neues jahr!
Uh oh, I need help. “fohes,” not “frohes”?