Very Important

To his credit, Adam eats the whole thing, and likes it.

I decline, partially due to being completely chicken about eating raw pork, but also because I feel SOMEONE will have to get Adam some help when he goes into shock, or whatever happens when you get trichinosis.

I decide to look up this useful phrase just in case.

We finish dinner and head back to the hotel, by way of the tram. The clerk at the hotel told us to take the 75 bus, but we can't find it at the place it is supposed to be. It's getting late, so we figure we'll take a tram that we know will get us within a kilometer or two of the hotel. It is a perfectly pleasant ride, and we walk back to the hotel afterwards.

We won't make the mistake of oversleeping again and both of us set alarms.

Tomorrow, Berlin.