First Sunday

     Braunschweig is a small city for sure. Compared with Istanbul, they are like the Earth and the Sun. However, I definitely like smaller cities. You run across signs like this many often, which comes in handy to get around. I like this sign since it leads both to my school and my ghetto!

     I found the address of a flea market which was supposed to be open today. But 16.00 was already too late to find anything at all. This is what you should expect if you visit a flea market in the afternoon;

     

     It was sunday, the day when the city is dead and I was out. So I went to the city centre and sat on one of the three open cafés to have a coffee. The Tiramisu didn't taste like Tiramisu at all. So I undertook it as my duty to try Tiramisu in different places in Braunschweig to find out whether that café sucks or it is the Braunschweigish way of making it.