Ankunft im Hotel
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Última publicación vie, jul 11, 2014
Angestellte: ,, Herzlich Willkommen in Berlin. Ich hoffe sie hatten eine angenehme Fahrt.''
Chantal: ,, Boah da war voll Strand warm.''
Zeynep: ,, Voll behindert man. Mein ganzer Lidschatten ist verschmiert.'"
Burak: ,,Hört auf zum heulen!''
Angestellte: ,, So dann müssen sie von der Goehte Gesamtschule sein.''
Zeki: ,,Richtig. Müller. Hallo.''
Angestellte: ,, Und sie sind...''
Lisi: ,, Lisi. Schnabelstedt. Elisabeth Schnabelstedt. Guten Tag.''
Chantal: ,, Eh wann können wir endlich aufs Zimmer! "'
Lisi: ,, Psst!!!''
Angestellte: ,,Ich sag dann nur kurz das Wichtigste, um sich hier zurecht zu finden.''
Danger: ,, Aber mach schnell!''
Angestellte: ,, Frühstück bekommen sie ab 7:30 bis 10:00 Uhr. Kaffee bekommen sie serviert, Tee und Saft finden sie am Buffet. Das Restaurant befindet sich hier um die Ecke und einfach links. Mittagessen gibts es von 12:30 bis 14:00 Uhr. Für den kleinen Hunger können sie sich von 15:00 bis 17:00 Uhr am Buffet bedienen. Wir möchten sie bitten,
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