For our final hurrah we booked a hostel, The Three Little Pigs, and headed to Berlin for a few days, taking in a concert in the Philharmonic Hall our first night in town and then heading out into the city to see the sites for the remainder of our time there. On our way through town we passed by this holocaust memorial and spent some time walking its grid. I know that there were several other people who were walking through it at the same time, but it was only rarely that one actually saw the presence of another person, and even at that it was only for brief moments. One could walk through it for hours.
Since 1999 (I think) the capital of Germany has been housed in Berlin. Here the German flag flies proudly. 
The famous Brandenberg gate.
We spent the afternoon in former West Berlin, being treated to panaramic views of the city from on top of the Berliner Dom and to had the good fortune of a free musuem visit spending the evening admiring Babylonian, Roman, and Islamic art and architecture.
We spent our last morning at the Holocaust museum, which one really needs a week to explore. I was amazed at how well done it was. Perhaps most interesting was the building itself. A zig zag that silently tells the stories of those who lived the holocaust. There were times when there voids of nothing, reminders of the voids left behind by those lives lost. 
A view of Berlin
Friends, I am off to Bosnia-Herzegovina... more posts from there!
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