After too long I made the call. The sun was out, the snow had settled. It was Müggelsee time…this largest of Berlin lakes in the Eastern ‘burbs is where the Spree pools. Müggelsee – say it again – I’m pretty sure it pre-dates Harry Potter.
Sometimes, very occasionally (though always expected of me), you make the right choice, on the right day. This was one of the most magic experiences – just walking out far into the middle to join the ice skaters and the fisherman as the sky tinged pink and reflected over the huge expanse of white. A true winter wonderland.