A sportier version of the original.

Just a shot of me and the tower in Berlin.

While walking down Portabello Street we came across one of the best named pitta spots ever. I wish I would have gone inside to check out the food. We ended up eating fish, chips and mushy peas down the way at Jamie Oliver’s favorite spot.

So this shop is either filled with two level beds or a bunch of crap.

One great thing about Berlin was the Eastern European influence in food. The felafel’s were down right amazing.

It looks like we should have switched out Berlin and Barcelona dates.

We were lucky enough to be in Europe for the Euro Cup. 5000 German fans going nuts at just one of a million parties during the finals.

After countless hours of walking the streets of Berlin and with the help of some local brew, the “crazy eyes” came out.

The latte was good but I stayed away from tea for fear of “bagging”.

We got to Berlin just in time for a huge Gay parade. I am pretty sure this guy was participating.

No soap in bed.

Eat your heart out Raul. This is a six story aquarium.

The food is actually supposed to be really good.