By the end of my second week in Berlin, I was all walked-out, and ready for a relaxed, low-key finish. I ended my visit with a trip to Charlottenburg, retracing my path from that first day in the city.
I’d been told before I left the US that in Berlin, I’d be likely to eat more Turkish or Vietnamese or Italian food than German, which turned out to be true.
I wanted my last meal in the city to be real German cuisine, so I went back to Schlossgarten, where I’d had that wonderful lunch on my first day. It didn’t disappoint. This time, I ordered the fillets of mountain pike, and Norwegian fjord salmon on dill sauce, with boiled potatoes.
Then I walked the two or three blocks back toward Charlottenburg Palace. I’d explored the palace interior when I’d first arrived, but by the time I was finished, it was dark and rainy. This time, I wanted to see the grounds by daylight. I walked around the palace, and spent half an hour just sitting on a bench, watching the Spree flow past.
After that, I walked through the formal gardens.
…and took my last picture of Germany.