Even with reconstruction - or maybe because of some of the newer construction? - Berlin is not, visually, a pretty city. However, my parents met here in the early 60's, and I've always felt a sort of romance about Berlin, despite the cold, hard facts.
Berlin was not the first time in the trip I felt the odd sense of history lingering about - you can't really be in Amsterdam without feeling it, can you? - but it started the part of our trip that was the most astonishing in terms of in-your-face recent events.
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