TV Tower, April 2013. My six-night stay in Berlin was a memorable one for a few reasons. I rarely treat myself to fancy hotels, but when S and I booked this city break, we decided to get a swanky place right on Alexanderplatz, Berlin’s mammoth public square. It was a great central location, just a four-minute walk from Berliner Fernsehturm (The TV Tower). Climbing up to its lofty top floor, we were met with menacing grey skies, which rendered the resulting views pleasingly moody. I can still recall standing there gazing out across Germany’s capital, excited by the prospect of all the places we’d yet to discover. It was the first day of our trip and neither of us had any idea it would be our final holiday together.