I don't really have that one funny story regarding the Fall of the Wall 
from Brandenburg Gate and  what not
'Cause in November '89 I was in the NVA (GDR army) in Eggesin
Which means I didn't know anything about the event itself, 
because of an internal block on information 
-so, three days later a friend of mine and myself were discharged 
from the army. 
Only upon boarding the train we finally were told, that the wall
is open
So, we decided to not exit at Alexanderplatz (east) but instead 
go on to West-Berlin
For us it was totally clear, that we wouldn't be caught on the
wrong side of the wall ...
..in case they would reverse that. After all, we still
had some military service left.
We went on to spend time together in the west, but 
soon Ronny moved to the Munich area
He wanted to put as much distance between himself and Berlin
He actually stayed there until this day.
We keep seeing each other even 30 years after the Fall of the Wall 
But he categorically refuses to set foot in the former GDR,
which creates a funny situation.
He would always take a plane from Munich to (Berlin-)Tegel,
gets a hotel in the west.
He then calls me to let me know, I can pick him up now.
For years, I've been trying to convince him to take a look at the east.
To see how it all changed, Prenzlauer  Berg, 
Friedrichshain, Mitte - our old hood.
It's really unbelievable how much chance has occured
 over the last 30 years
But, he's just not interested, saying 
 "they could pave the city in gold, I still wouldn't walk its sideways"
I just don't get him to come here...
...this way we'll get really, really old together: 
Me, pushing for him to come to the East, 
him, refusing. But he knows I'll keep pestering him - 
and we will stay friends - I think that's really great.
