Once I got back from Barth, I caught
up with Cassidy and Dave who got place in Berlin for the night. They left
a message at the front desk when I got there saying that they had met the most
beautiful girls in the world on the metro and had gone out to meet them.
It was about midnight when I got the note and figured that I'd only be in Berlin
once. The only problem was that they left a name of street, not a
bar, not a location, just a street. . .great.
Well, I jumped in a cab that took every last dime I had and
made it to the street. After a half an hour walking around, I walked into
a bar that looked decent and what do you know, they were there. Unreal,
more luck of the Irish. Here is a picture of the 3 of us pointing to whoever
was gracing us this luck.