In which The Gay Recluse says goodbye to Berlin.

Before we went to Berlin, we were kind of dreading it. After all, it was a work trip, which means we had to do some work.

Plus, German is not our strongest language. And this eagle was not exactly welcoming, either!

But then we saw how well they treat manhole covers.

The rhododendron were in bloom, too.

Now that we’re gone, it’s hard to believe we were ever there.