The last days in Berlin broke my heart.
Biked to Cafe Einstein in with N. and hung out in the Tiergarten sunshine.
Visited the photobooth with the girls from SF following sausages at Prater. 
Greta planned and delivered a tea party afternoon, wrapping it up moments before the rain.
Soaked sushi in Mitte in a rainstorm.
A hot and beautiful picnic and day in Treptower park, plus multiple iced deserts.
Frau Mittenmang dinner without kids that somehow was pulled off.
Lattes with Lolo.
I don’t know what else to write. After three years in Berlin, it was no longer a life away, but rather a life. I miss it.
