Background Information:

Just like back at home, Sunday night is a quiet night (maybe even more so than at home), and many of the bars and clubs were dead. After an exhaustive taxi ride around Berlin with out Turkish Driver, we eventually ended back at the Silver Fish Bar on Oranienburger Strasse. Wayne proclaimed “you've got to unwind on a Sunday night” and proceeded to drink the establishment dry of Whiskey! He found some new found “football friends” and disappeared into the night, but did manage to find his way back home, after a failed rescue party was sent looking for him! (Haz turned good Samaritan with his chips later that night.)

NB the hats were an impulse purchase from souvenirs stall from the Berlin Wall, slightly macabre, but enjoyable for the camera, especially the replica Gas mask.

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