Some more postcards from Berlin:
There were some great shops- clothes, antiques, handcrafts. I left a series of noseprints on the glass of the boutiques around Mitte.
There was also so much good food. I had a small freak-out about the "currywurst"- the local specialty streetfood. It was a sausage, cut up bite size, doused in ketchup with curry powder sprinkled on top. It was just....ew. While in France, ketchup is a specialty import item, but here I got my dose of ketchup-vegetable for life in one fateful afternoon. But aside from that, there was a huge amount of good food to be had. Turkish, Indian, Chinese, and even decent Mexican. Rumors of a park where Thai ladies make amazing food in a slightly illegal barbecue in a public park peaked our intrest, but we didn't make it out.
We spent a couple hours in the Bode museum. It wasn't what I expected: it ended up being a lot of Jesus art. I can only take so much of that, but they had some interesting sculptures.
In the end, the streets made for a great museum, with layers of posters and stickers and grafiti splashed on every surface possible.
Sad: all over the city, you would come across little plaques of the names of people who had been deported.
Along the Spree river, a tribute to the German love of being naked outside.
The Berlin Cathedral.