While figuring out our itinerary, I realize that I don't understand the German spots A. has pinned on our Berlin Google map.
Me: Teufelsberg? Bundestag? Baby, you really need to translate these places. I mean have you even made notes?
A.: [obscene gesture]
Me: Wait, what's Hannibal?! We're not going there!
A: It's a restaurant.
Me: Even worse!
A.: What about Brest, France?
Me: What? No. That doesn't even sound nice to tell friends. "I went to Brest."
A: "I like Brest."
Me: "I can’t wait to explore Brest."
A.: "I’m thinking about Brest."
Me: "I will always have a soft spot for Brest."
Not trying say anything bad about the place. I'm sure Brest is very nice this time of year. Besides we've so many places we both want to see, I've no idea how we're going to fit it all in three weeks.