Work and guest visitation are keeping me busy this week. Yesterday I played Tourist in Berlin for the first time in a long time, seeing lots of sites in one afternoon and doing a lot of walking.
It is always sobering to walk through the site below; fortunately it was one of the last things I showed my guest on our improvised tour of Berlin
Lost in a forest of towers and undulating ground
Is that guy surfing the Spree?
That looks like the path to the ovens that lead only one way according to my Aunt Louisa who survived Hitlers reign of terror by the skin of her teeth. The path was known as Himmelfahrtstrasse.
I’m amazed at how effective the memorial is–I never would have expected it to work as well as it does.