Bright-eyed and bursting with enthusiasm, Alice and I took an early morning walking tour across Unter den Linden and Museum Island, grabbing pastries (yes multiple) and coffee on the move.
Alice A.K.A ‘Eskimo Babe’
We were waltzed around some of Berlin’s most iconic sights (above: the Brandenburg Gate) and lectured on Berlin’s gripping history.
Peter Eisenman’s Holocaust Memorial is thought-provoking as you pace between the stark concrete monoliths.
Sadly, we didn’t stop for ‘curry at the wall’ – maybe another time…
As darkness fell, our spirits were in need of a lift so we headed to the beginnings of the Christmas markets in Potsdammer Platz and made merry with to tankards of gluhwein.
German Christmas markets are a delight to all of the senses, full of allure through scents of vanilla, waffles and caramelised nuts.
Marzipan potatoes or kartoffeln.
Again, it was time to rest our poor feet and put our stomachs to work, so we sought refuge in the Rike Gasthaus. I indulged in breaded rolled pork and spätzle, a clumsy sort of egg noodle that I just adore.
We concluded that we hadn’t quite done enough walking for the day and so embarked on a trail between the Brandenburg gate and Charlottenburg in the far West, through Tiergarten.
After what became a 5km walk, Alice and I had lost all conversational ability and the snoring ensued as soon as heads met pillows.
Stay tuned for the final Berlin installment…