Remember that bar in Berlin?
Images were conjured of intrigue and suspicion, dark doorways and men in long coats with hats pulled low over their faces
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Ich bin ein Berliner
How do you begin to describe Berlin? Berlin is complex, layered. Berlin comes with big, fat baggage. We bussed in on the overnighter bus, and man, that is a trip. Another story. We worked out the bahn situation and bought a ticket to the stop nearest our hostel. Our hostel was in Prenzlauerberg, Berlin and, […]
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Arrival in Dresden by the now familiar FlixBus. It’s a relatively quick 2.5 hour jaunt and they have charging points which is like finding a Pokemon for us. Negotiating the local tram system dropped us off near our digs, where we checked in to find their definition of “private” bathroom, differed somewhat from our own. […]
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Not a Holiday 