I stumbled across a gorgeous café that served some sweets before we headed to the Berlinische Gallery. Too beautiful not to take photos, if you ask me. After that, we roamed around a few neighbourhoods before ending up at the first Vietnamese restaurant we saw – we were craving some phô (our first German meal was kind of a disaster, remember?).
On another note, I had this strange feeling while standing up right where the Berlin Wall was… Yes, you suddenly feel very small in this world when thinking about all the history behind it.