This morning I paid a wonderful visit to Claerchen's Ballhaus, a cafe not too far from here.
I enjoyed my coffee on the terrace at a small, foldable round table in an azure blue with a tiny vase of chrysanthemums. I was sitting under a rowan tree next to some french geraniums and the last of the yellow summer roses.
Say what you will about American culture conquering the whole world, there are still some experiences you can only have when you're abroad.
