it is simultaneously fascinating and strange to be able to take a day trip to another country, without needing a passport. yesterday we took a train to dresden, which is only two hours away. two hours, and everyone around speaks german and all prices are in euros. dresden is very small, with disproportionately grandiose buildings scattered every which way around the old town. my favorite thing that i found was on the back of the ständehaus on auguststraße: two very insecure-looking atlantises. one looks like he is looking for any sign of hair on his chest; the other, like he had an accident. also, when we were in schloßplatz, i wondered whether napoleon had ever been here, only to find out now that this is somewhere in the vicinity. looks like i might have to go back to investigate, maybe in june.
