I then put my bike together and pedaled to my great aunt Kiki's in Friedenau, a little village incorporated into Berlin. He has lived almost all his life there and so has my great aunt. It only took half an hour to get there, while I was now carrying that huge duffelbag on my shoulders. Berlin, the biggest city in Germany, is a very bike friendly city. All the cars turning right stopped and checked their mirrors first , and then waited for me to pass straight through on my bike.
Nobody wears helments here because the cars are so respectful of bikes.
Berlin also has lots of bikeways. Often they are red stripes on the sidewalk. You learn very quickly not to walk on the red striped bikeways. I saw my 88 year old great aunt Kiki and she was in fine form. Today my great aunt Kiki cooked a wonderful proper german Mittagessen for me.