Sighting

You helped me (38, m)  find my way on Dec. 12, 2024, at approx. 10:25 am. You were professional, erudite, delightful, wearing a dark shirt, plaited pants and had blonde hair. I showed up at a conference room after not being told where to go by the security guards at the embassy entrance on Leipziger Strasse. I looked particularly pathetic and was holding a bizarre key, the usage of which was never explained.  You took one look at me and went “Well, you’re definitely lost. Let’s right that wrong!” I will always remembe this phrase!  You then led me down the stairs and instructed me to the elevator (adorably hidden) so that I could pick up my passport, and you yelled “Good luck” as I stepped into the elevator. I returned not 5 minutes later, Benjamin at the Embassy having furnished me with my new passport, and you said “Merry Christmas” to me. It was really lovely and thank you for helping. I realise you are doing your job, and maybe you’d enjoy a drink at some point before I use this new passport to enter Canada on the 20th? If not, all ok! If so, please let me know!

Perhaps a normal outing to a film, dinner, Christmas Market, or just a walk in the freezing Berlin cold?