I wake up this morning to birds. Early light and twitter stream through the small window that overlooks a cared for garden surrounded by walls of vines waiting for the warm cover of spring. The largest tree towers over our 3rd floor room and small birds busily swap branches, then swap again, as a cold breeze drifts into our room. It’s 6.30am. I am also an early bird. Last night we visited the Brandenburg Gate, the Deutscher Bundestag, the Germany’s Parliament, and followed the path of the Berlin Wall which has the original site outlined by a double row of cobbled pavers faithfully tracing the route, often disappearing into the wall of a building only to reappear further along the way. It’s always been foremost in my mind that the places we visit have a deeper
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