In which The Gay Recluse stays in a swank hotel in Berlin.

One good thing about going to Berlin for work was our company paid for the hotel, a little boutique called Goethe 87 in the west. Even though it wasn’t that expensive in euros — about 100/night — that’s the equivalent of $10,000 US in today’s exchange rates. And the hotel was great! It had this faux damask wallpaper with writing on it that we couldn’t understand.

We’ve always wondered why more people don’t stencil writing on walls.

This wallpaper was everywhere. Not that we minded!

We wish this was our bed. (We also miss the German breakfast buffet.)