Potsdam

We arrive fairly late in Potsdam, and meet Kusi, the man we will be staying with. He is incredibly nice, and his wife Kati is the sweetest woman I've ever met. We are offered dinner- rolls, hot-dog like sausage and other various meat and cheese- very German. It's not long before we pass out on the couches provided for us.
We reserve the next day to lock ourselves inside and plan the rest of our trip. Before leaving, we only planned up to Berlin. We get a decent amount done, and Kati offers to drop us off in central Potsdam on her way in. We accept, and go to an Italian place for dinner. My food was great, but Ruaridh started to not feel well so he didn't eat much- what we didn't know is he would stay sick for the rest of the week.
Saturday was warm, clear and sunny, so we went to see the beautiful Sanssouci Park. Ruaridh keeps making fun of me because I pronounce it "San-soochee"- proof to the Italian influence in New Jersey and New York. It's actually "Sance-suzie." We spend the whole day taking photos, walking around the ponds and admiring the many palaces and statues. After eating, we head back to Kusi's, and plan our day in Berlin for the morning.