Our frustration with things not working right mounts.
We named the apartment “The Panopticon” because it is in a courtyard surrounded by taller buildings and we have no curtains on the windows. This was us waiting for the internet to be hooked up after a week with no form of communication.
Weinbergsweg, the street in front of our apartment.
Crossing Rosenthaler Platz, the intersection near our house.
We call our apartment “The Panopticon” because it has large front windows with no curtains that look out over a courtyard surrounded by tall apartment buildings.
An Study of the German Forest in Song, Myth, and Folklore