So we're staying well above our means, if not our social ambitions, courtesy of a chum in the hostelry business, at a very glossy establishment in the heart of new Berlin.
When we checked in, there were any number of nifty surprises, but certainly the most startling was this little offering of fruit. Is it special for us, since I noted that the reservation was for self "and partner"? Is it because this is Pride weekend in this part of the world?
Or is it simply that, to quote Dr. Freud, sometimes a banana is just a banana?