We also lived in Germany, at Rhein-Main AFB near Frankfurt, when I was 10 to 14 years old. I have fond memories of living in a German town and hanging out with American and German kids, learning to speak enough German to get by, playing baseball and soccer with our neighbors, playing in the woods, buying brotchen from the bread man who came down the street or from the bakery around the corner, traveling around Europe with my family, and lots more. But it's been many, many years, so I was very interested in seeing what Germany was like today.
The ship was to pull into port at Warnemunde but there were tours available to surrounding areas and a trip to Berlin. When I lived in Germany in the '60's, Berlin was still divided into East and West, and because of my dad's job, we were not allowed to go to Berlin at all. When we were planning this trip, I thought all along that we would take the bus to Berlin but after the fiasco in London, I became more and more convinced it would be the same thing--6 or more hours on a bus for 2 to 3 hours in Berlin, if we were lucky. I just didn't think I could deal with being on a bus that long and not getting to do much anyway. So we decided to forego the big trip and just have a leisurely day in Warnemunde, a very cute little seaside town.