We got up early again and we all ate breakfast in our room. When we were ready for the road, we did indeed go by car. Our first stop was the Botanical Garden and it was easy to find.
The weather was warm but okay. I don’t remember the garden as well as Janet and the kids do as they went often without me. We spent a lot of time in the big greenhouse. Claire was an angel in her stroller. Mark was disappointed that there were no longer turtles there. After walking a long way in the garden, we returned to our car and drove to our former living area. We found a place to have lunch in a park near JFK School.
After a quick lunch we went to the school. An assistant principal was at the gate and he welcomed us to walk around the school since Mark is an alum. It was a lot of fun for Mark to walk around and refresh his memory of the place.
We went by our former home on Leuctenburgstr and I rang the doorbell, hoping to gain entry to the yard. That was the house where the governing mayor moved into when we moved out.
We drove around the area some, and visited Krumme Lanke and walked by the lake.
It was beautiful and there were still bodies with no clothes on, as we remembered. We drove by our home on Kleiststr and viewed our old home. Again, I rang the doorbell, but no answer.
Next we visited nearby Mexico Platz and had ice cream. After our first course of ice cream, we ordered a spaghetti Eis, and it was yummy.
We drove to Potsdam and visited the Neues Palais, which is still under renovation (for at least 10 years and counting).
Janet wanted to walk to the Sans Souci, so Mark walked with her and they took Claire in the stroller, Liz, and I went in the car. There was a big rainstorm as we were driving. It was hard to find a place to park, and I did some illegal things to park, but eventually got to a legitimate parking area and walked to meet up with Mark, Claire and Janet.
It rained for a bit but eventually quit when we dashed to the car. We drove back to our hotel to feed Claire and get ready for a dinner invitation we had. We got in traffic and were a bit late as we got to the Rakow’s street but didn’t know the house number. I had to go door to door, but found it. Holger wasn’t there yet and the Grunewald’s joined us for a lovely evening and dinner.
It was really hard to find a place to park at the apartment when we returned. Mark Liz and Claire got out and Janet and I drove around for about 20 minutes before we found street parking.