After the unpleasant experiences in January with Tegel Airport, we decided never to fly from Berlin again. As is usually the case in life, when you make a decision, fate always plays a trick on you. So, four months later, we found ourselves in the German capital again to fly to Doha. Once again, Tegel Airport did not surprise us with anything positive. Widespread dirt, terrible organization, generally unfavorable conditions, especially after spending 5 hours on the road in the car for a long journey ahead. For example, Robert had to take the wrapped stroller, the so-called "green" one, to a special check-in point located several hundred meters away, one floor below. It wasn't a big problem for my husband, but I can't imagine the situation if I had to do it alone, with 16 kg Pia in one hand and a 15 kg stroller in the other, burdened with additional hand luggage that could only be carried in my teeth, running around this "super organized" (hopeless, in oth...