Traveling this time across the Atlantic I made my way to the historic city of Berlin. Tucson, Los Angeles, Paris and finally Berlin. Dropping off my things I made my way onto the streets of this marvelous city. Buildings from the 1800's lined the streets with the smell of coffee on each corner. Bikes went past in every direction, navigating with young and old, some babies strapped onto the backs of their parents just like they have for centuries. Walking past puddles the fading light confused my sense of time as my watch seemed to deceive me. It's hands saying 10 pm, with dinners at cafes laughing and just sitting down for beer and food.