Wednesday Berlin Thoughts

I was just at breakfast downstairs and went to get seconds. I packed up my messenger bag/purse (it’s a Baggalini and I kind of love it) before leaving my table. Afterward, I watched a couple get seconds, as well; they left all of their belongings at the table. I wonder if it’s an American thing to not trust strangers at a hotel? I don’t think I’d feel comfortable leaving my things unattended anywhere. Perhaps this is just who I am: I hope and wish for the best but prepare for all kinds of awful.