I face the epic dilemma of an experienced global traveler: Option one, revisit those spots from years ago, where I’ve likely forgotten everything except the name of that one museum or art gallery. Ah, nostalgia! Option two, the adventurous quest for the new and obscure in the hopes of discovering the world’s best brewery in a back alley. Or, option three, just be incredibly happy to escape the chaos of America by sipping a cold brew in Any-Platz Germany, where chaos probably means the beer joint ran out of pretzels.
