What Happens in Berlin, Stays in Berlin
<p>The happiest hour (two hours) is from 5–7 pm. After dinner, I returned to the bar every evening. Either solo or with my new friends Gabriel or Ria or Michèle. Started with cocktails as you do, mojito, Aperol spritz, gin basil squash. All new taste sensations for me.</p>
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<p>Sign in the lift… I didn’t need more encouragement</p>
<p>I finally managed to fit some touristing into the drinking schedule. It’s my last day. I have to do something! When I’m asked what did you do in Berlin, I can’t say, “I partied, swam naked, made some friends and drank cocktails.” Well, I suppose I can. I have some great memories.</p>
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