I found one redeeming feature to my semi-enforced stay in Berlin. Curryworst! This curried sausage snack is delicious, and although the hotel version costs 12 euros, its available for 2 euros on every other street corner (think hot dog stand).

The good thing about the dead days at the end of a european event is that I rest in a way I just don’t at home. But it’s difficult to sincerely spin the vacation into a positive when the cold hard fact remains I’m effectively vacationing in Berlin. I’m struggling to remember ever visiting a more dreary place. It’s also ice-cold.