Bennett and I made it to Berlin a couple weekends ago. We were greeted by hoards of German soccer fans celebrating a victory and a young German boy doing a dance of sorts down the isle of the S-Bahn (while trying to hit on the punk girl sitting near him).
Visited the Bauhaus Archive. Saw some beautiful tapestries and even more beautiful chairs.
Visited (of course) the Berlin Wall. Saw a lot of shitty tags, but also saw some pretty neat art.

Went to a couple markets and found some old maps of the Bohemian lands for 3 euros. Worth it! Found the most perfect one-of-a-kind, hand-made bracelet. Regretfully I pass it by. I hope the lucky someone who snatches it up will take the time to appreciate it's perfection.
I ate the most perfect food while I was in Berlin. A warm flour tortilla with spinach and feta folded inside, then rolled up with lettuce, cabbage, onions and other unknown veggies. SO DELICIOUS!!! I wish I had a name for it, so I could find out where it comes from. Anyone know what I'm talking about?

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