When I look back at my time in Berlin, it's hard to not look back through rose tinted glasses (and beer goggles). Especially considering that when I first arrived, I felt a great wave of uneasiness burdening my soul.    “How the hell did we end up deciding on Berlin?” That was my main thought as I made my way down Französische Straße, alone and now tired of dragging a suitcase with a defected wheel down what felt like a never ending street. I’d memorised the route, and was familiar with the