Ich bin ein Berliner......

....or somefink.

Early flight to Berlin, followed by a sweaty train journey to Alexanderplatz and a short hike to our flat in the trendy east end; Boutique shops a'plenty, so the walk was punctuated by regular window shopping by someone other than me.

Bags dropped and warm weather gear donned (24C), we ventured forth for a mammoth wander around the east and centre of the city, culminating in some slack jaw gawping at the Reichstag and an unusual encounter with Berliner Weiss and Woodruff in a Tiergarten bar...it's beer Jim, but not as we know it.

Another marathon hike back through the centre and then into the Monster Kabinett.....I was speechless. It had Owen absolutely crapping his pants...Euro weirdness at its best. A pleasent but unexceptional meal followed and now we're back on our apartment balcony looking out at the spectacular East German TV Tower and drinking Hefeweizen.....nice.