The last of Berlin.

Nora, Ana and Kat.

The Berlinale!

Oh my god Leeeeoooooooooooooo.......!

Berlinale.
2010.
Ticketless.

The gang wrestled ten year olds for a seat at the world premiere of "SuperBrot."

Benjamin and I went to the Daimler Gallery at Potsdamer Platz instead. Probably a mistake. "SuperBrot" made Julia both laugh and cry.

Daimler Contemporary:
Julia?


It's a Monday. Museums are closed, and the boyz are still at SuperBrot. B and I search the city for Hooligan scarfs (Herta Berlin, duh).

There was a gross amount of Accidental Tourism.

Potsdamer Platz:
Benjamin at (what's left of) the Berlin Wall:

Alexanderplatz:

And yeah... we just sort of ended up at the Brandenburg Gate.


Franka Potente got into her limo.
Berlinale.
No big d.

(2010)

Our hostel on the last night was okay.