We got off the S2 train from Lichtenrade at Potsdamer Platz, walking up the stairs from the underground station to be confronted with the choice of superb illy coffee or that horrible watery American rubbish from Starbucks, the McDonalds of coffee - no choice really.
Mind you, Noriko walked in and stood around for a while, after being ignored for a while, we were then huffily met with drink here or take away? It was drink here so we were told to take a table where we would be served, not in the nicest possible way either. Taking a seat outside, the WiFi connection didn't work and we were told by the Haagen Dazs staff to jump on the Starbucks WiFi connection, they told me it might be a little weak. Who would have guessed?
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