Yesterday I wrote how I was falling back in love with Berlin. Here's (a part of) why; on Saturday I met Jonas and his friend on the roof of Neukölln Arcaden. A bar just popped up there, and when I had found my way through the parking lot system to go all the way up, Berlin suddenly lay at my feet. Such an incredible view, and on one of those 34 degrees days, the air felt completely different up there. All fresh. We drank mates and listened to a guy go crazy on a harmonika, and then the summer rain came and drizzled down on us. So we left the rooftop sanctuary to go find beers somewhere else - but it's not the last time I see that view!