|in a foreign language|
it can be frustrating to walk around without understanding any of the words.
but at least I see familiar things.
and get to spend my time with very good friends.
and berlin is full of wonderful things to see.
|fragment of history|
ate a pide in a turkish cafe. the feta was deliciously salty. finished it with sour cherry juice.
which was one of my favorite things about Turkey.
enjoyed just how punk rock germans can get.
and then smiled while eating a burger & fries.
walked along a piece of the wall that used to separate so much.