I’ve been to Berlin three times. Two of those times were day trips. One of them started on a night train from Strasbourg. This is a visual memory of that trip.
I got soaking wet in the rain, roamed the city when no one else was around (feeling like a metropolis belongs to you is pretty neat), and then saw it wake up, ate mini cupcakes (seriously, where does it end with you people?! – I award one thousand Schrute bucks to anyone who recognises this quote :D), hugged an old friend, and had an amazing view over the city from a 39th floor.