Reich Tag

It's the day that's been on the horizon since I booked the flight in September.
Thankfully, thanks to December's cancellation this is now Operation 2 so set off with a little more knowledge in my shaky boots back to Berlin.
This time more sensibly not on my own so met up with my Dad and stepmum J at our apartments at Bismarckstrasse and then headed for The Reichstag to catch the sunset. Sadly God didn't get the remit so instead we had a dark wet night which could not detract from Norman Fosters beautiful stunning creation. We reckon Mr Fibonacci had some say in the perfection of the dome and its spiral ramp to the top. Our views were hampered and definitely will return in daylight to take in the view. With a combined age of 209, nightlife was vetoed for a pizza in our apartment, an awkward goodbye and see you on the other side
7.15am tomorrow. Surgery 2. Bricking it!