I got to visit Berlin this holiday weekend. A fine way to celebrate Pentecost, whatever that is. The main idea was to check out a few museums on the so-called "Museum Island" there. The Pergamon Museum really lives up to the hype, I think. While I was there I also did the circuit of Mexican restaurants -- two places at least. The first night was another sad ending. The Alaskan totem poles to match the Mayan-themed wall murals should have alerted me to danger. But the second try was glorious: a place for "California-style" burritos. It was the closest thing to a taco shop I've seen in Germany: cheap, you have to stand to order, and they even wrap stuff in paper and foil. And it was good! Reasonably good, anyways. It was similar to Chipotle, maybe even a little better, although sadly my memory of a real burrito may already be fading. How I long for the taste of the soccer-playing chile pepper at Los G's.
I did also do some sightseeing while I was up that way. Of course I took some pictures, which you can see
here. Besides seeing the "fun stuff," including a few settings from some of my favorite movies, I also visited a memorial to the victims of Germany's darker history, the old concentration camp at Sachsenhausen.
A nice dimension to the weekend was meeting a lab colleague, Robbie, and his girlfriend Amanda for a burrito. Apparently they also thought that Berlin would be nice during Pentecost. They were right! And I'm happy the burrito left them with a good impression. After all my whining about missing those BRCs, I feel somewhat responsible for representing the cuisine of my homeland.
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