Visions of the glorious common cold

I had a cold this week. Really not worth posting about, I supposed, except to say (and I feel like most people will agree with this statement):

When you get sick, it doesn't really matter how awesome and kind your boyfriend is, or how supportive your coworkers are, or how understanding your team lead is... All you really want is your mom to tuck you into bed and bring you soup. 

But a 14 hr time difference makes even phone calls difficult, so this is how I adapted:

Lentil soup at the Berliner German bar.