I love Berlin.
The first time I went there I was in 5th grade. Oh how I loved it. It was a magical place and my first experience outside of America. It took me out of school and plopped me in a place where I had no idea what people were saying. I saw cobblestone streets and attempted to walk on them. I ate food that I had only had at my Oma's house previously. I saw a world that I didn't know existed before.
At the time I had no idea how special a place Berlin would hold in my heart.
This post is a "quick" rundown of Berlin and German history. Enjoy and remember, I am a European history major, so prepare yourself.
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