ain’t bad, as palaces go. The Tor, the tower, the Tiergarten and the galleries, Foster’s dome peeping from the rooftops, this town is full of treasures. But I wouldn’t trade them all for my first glimpse of Nefertiti in the Neues Museum. The beautiful one has come. I near swooned at her limestone profile. Worth flying around the world for. Worth more to me than any tin machine or grand building, well-polished or stately they may be.
