"Brad, wait up!" And just as Brad glanced back to see what I was on about, the train doors closed before our eyes. Me on the platform, Brad on the train. I shared a giggle and a roll of the eyes with a fellow commuter, before I suddenly realised. I was alone. In East Berlin. No money. No train ticket. No ID. No map. No keys to the apartment. No phone. No Deutsch! NO CONTINGENCY PLAN!! The Brandenburg Gate, Berlin It is a strange feeling to be left alone after spending 24/7 with one person for almost 5 months. How, after 5 months of travel, had we never discussed what to do in this situation?? I vaguely remembered discussing what to do if we were separated. As I sat there pretending to act natural I thought to myself, "Now, did we agree to meet where we last saw each other? or back at our accommodation?" Holocaust memorial, Berlin The situation wasn't helped by the fact that I couldn't see ...