The Old Tollhouse

The evening of the last day. My plans for the evening had to be scrapped, so I met with Klaus again for dinner, and we found a decent Pakistani sidewalk restaurant.

While I still have some excitement ahead flying to Austria to visit my brother, I find it difficult to take leave. That's the nature of these visits, spending half the time greeting old friends, the other half saying goodbye again.
We stroll along the Landwehrkanal back to Mehringdamm. Across from the illuminated Old Tollhouse, we stop to take photographs.