or my checking up on neighbours trip.

(Internet hates me and disappears whenever I try to upload my traveloque. So I give it one last shot.)

I returned from Germany on Saturday converted into a Germanophile. Potsdam and Berlin might do that to people, so beware!

The journey was nice. Long, but relaxed. I found my way from Berlin to Potsdam without a problem, only when we stopped in Berlin-Wannsee I got a moment of “Wannsee, Wannseee… there was some history going on… “ And a few minutes after intense wondering I came to realization: “Oh shit!”

And they have got these really old signs on the train station. Kind of worrying.

I met my friend in Potsdam and we had a good time. Usually, when I am in a foreign country I watch out and I pay more attention to everything, but maybe since I had my friend around it made me feel different – everything just clicked and I felt as if at home.

Potsdam has some historical wonders and weirdnesses...

which was built on the order of the Prussian king for Dutch emigrants… who never came. The Dutch tourists make up for it now.

, Russian Colony – built by the same Prussian king for Russian immigrants… who actually came. All twelve of them and they formed a choir for the king! By that time it became obvious to me that Prussian kings were very special.

I came to like Frederick the Great though, the guy featuring on epic paintings while supervising planting of potatoes. And builds .

The Sanssouci park is enormous. We were walking around and still there were gorgeous sights jumping on us, including the Neues Palais that was so huge that it didn´t seem to follow the rules of perspective when we walking away from it. It just stayed as big as it was when we were up close.

It´s great that my friend is also a history nerd, because I could drag here over to Cecilienhof where the Potsdam Conference took place. Random point of no consequence: The delegations of Soviet Union, USA and GB were not only using separate entrances into the palace, but the town itself was divided into zones.