A short trip on the almost-quaintly tiny U-Bahn brought me to my super clean accomodations, which are shared with a pleasant woman who I suspect may be a follower of the Bagwhan Schree Rajneesh (everything in the apartment is orange!). She helped me unpack, and shuttled me out the door, as I was due at the Goethe Institut for my placement exams. (How mean is that?! First they send a girl on an overnight, transatlantic flight, and then they test my German after only a few hours sleep! Sheesh!)
Because I am a recalcitrant, rebellious lass, I took my sweet time getting there, and instead took a stroll on a nearly two-hour hike from Shoeneberg to Mitte. Here's a bit of what I saw:
while the bearded fellow, below, is a bit more serious about his task.
There are still remnants of the wall scattered throughout the city, but it seems that most of them have been dismantled and placed in random locations. Such was the case here, where this bit appeared in the front courtyard of what appeared to be a relatively swanky apartment building: