Whirlwind of weekend trips

I'm really not going to give much more than little snippets from each trip since there are so many. 

Potsdam: Sansoussi Castle and German BBQ with friends from my work program (such amazing food!).

Leipzig: Tried to go to where Bach is buried and built some organs but it closed right as we approached.

Dresden: Amazing that it was rebuilt. Beautiful city. Great Apfelstrudel.

Saxon-Switzerland: Nothing like the rest of Saxony, nothing like Switzerland (or so I hear). Beautiful nonetheless. Actually reminds me of Maple Canyon if Maple Canyon had some castles.

Amsterdam: Rainy. Van Gogh. Not my favorite. 

Rugen: Island at the Baltic sea with lovely white chalk cliffs and great ice cream. I didn't know swans swam in the sea, but it alliterates well so there you go.

Prague: Lovely town. Went with some friends from church (which we have actually only been to a couple of times here...ah covid19, how you have messed with the status quo). This is the oldest astronomical clock still working and has the 12 apostles come out and dance every hour. 

 

Berlin: Pandemic Pandemonium: Moving to Wannsee

 

A few weeks into the pandemic we were pretty worn thin. I worked with ebay and we were able to get a nice house on the outskirts of Berlin in a neighborhood called Wannsee. IT CHANGED EVERYTHING! We live in a forest surrounded by lakes and historic beautiful houses. We went from 400 sq ft to probably 2000 sq ft. My job ended up going much better, Cambrie's mental health improved, my running was much more enjoyable. We even decided we wouldn't mind at all living here after the program. The only downside really is that I really liked some of the items at the bakery near our old house. Oh quarktasche, how I miss you so...

This is a view from the Wannsee House, where a few small men decided to eradicate the European continent of Jews. I found the stark serenity and beauty haunting with such a macabre history. 

There are TONS of foxes here. This one just followed us on one of our forest walks until I chased it away. One time, we were making enchilladas and we left the door open to get a breeze through the house. Suddenly Cambrie screamed. I looked over and a fox had walked into the doorway and was licking his chops. I couldn't blame him, the enchilladas smelled divine. And it's just so hard to get good Mexican food here. The poor little guy. He only left when I shooed him out, but now I wish I had snapped a picture.