This week Peter and I boarded a plane together for the first time and went to visit our friends in Berlin.
Of course, I didn't only take pictures of balconies.
As is usual with our holidays, we didn't really do a tour of the tourist hot spots, although as my knowledge of Berlin history was woefully inadequate, our hosts did suggest we went to the open air Berlin Wall museum, and then did us a personal tour of the path of the wall near their home.
We also visited this exhibition, put on by a camera company presumably to demonstrate their cameras. You signed up and were given a camera, and then got to keep the memory card with your photographs at the end, although I got rather muddled and just ended up using my own camera and my own photographs are mediocre to say the least. You can see some more interesting ones here.
Oddly, the second thing that stood out was graffiti. I don't know whether it was particularly prevalent in Berlin, or whether it's just quite rare where we live, or whether my eye was drawn because I didn't know what it said, but it seemed like there was writing everywhere on walls.
We spent a lot of time just sitting in their flat, drinking tea and watching the sparrows on the balcony.