It was our first weekend after Japan — a long week of work and jetlag.  But now we were back into our routine cruising Berlin on a Saturday afternoon.  We had decided on following up on a lead for a good burger, which believe it or not was built in a converted public toilet under the U-Bahn in Kreuzberg.  Usually packed with people, this cool afternoon was fairly empty.  The experience was good overall, tasty well proportioned BBQ burgers and cheese fries.  That was until about 20 minutes later on the metro when my stomach started roiling and continued for the next 24 hours…  I survived (barely) thanks to my patient and loving wife Chika.  Arigato baby!