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Sunday 21 August 2011

Party People

For many of us, we often overlook the party scene in Berlin. In fact, some of us are completely oblivious to it.

Berlin has spawned a party scene that is eccentric and hedonistic as it is nocturnal. It is simply unmatched. Clubs are open until the last person leaves, whenever that may be and the night starts the next morning, which means you often catch yourself asking,

"When are we meeting tonight?"
"1 am"
"Really? But that is tomorrow. What time do people normally start heading out?
"1 am".
"Ok then. When does everyone usually start to arrive?"
"2 or 3am. Usually 3am".
"3 it is".

Berlin has every club and bar for every vice, fetish and indulgence, far beyond the reaches of our unimaginative minds.

You have a smorgasbord of clubs for gays, bi-sexual, hetro-sexuals and try-sexuals, where they can go to have a big night or exclusively to have sex. Yes there are actual sex clubs where people can loose themselves behind a secret door or if you're an exhibitionist, you can do it right where you are standing.

You can even find yourself in an underground club, if you can find it, which is usually located somewhere between, 'if you blink you could miss it'. Or you can inadvertently find yourself partying it up in the underground station with your fellow commuters to a DJ pumping out a bunch of dirty house tunes with a random trolley by your side.

There is a scene for every appetite, from reggae Rastafarian lovers to lovers of heavy metal. Megadeth anyone? No? Well, how about Anthrax?

Some of these clubs are visually stunning built with creative layouts and multiple levels that over look the levels below. And then there are other clubs that are just downright seedy. So don't be surprised if you catch yourself with someone's sweat dripping on you from above.

And get this. Dress code is strictly dress down for most venues. So dress up and you might not get let in.

Welcome to Berliners. The party people.

Tuesday 16 August 2011

Welcome to Berlin

So far my highlight of my trip has been Kuwait and most definitely Berlin. In fact, Berlin takes the cake hands down.

It's wicked cool, liberal, cutting-edge, it is sexually progressive and unashamedly so. You can be who ever, what ever and no one even gives a rats. It's come a long way from the confines of fascism slash communism and its memories serve as a bold reminder that the past is history and the future is here. That change is, has and continues to be tangible.

Rich in it's history, attractions and night life. I spent every waking moment of the six days that I was there doing everything that I could physically push myself to do. Caffeine? Why, yes...

Apart from the obvious highlights. Things that you must do that are off the beaten track include;

- Having a currywurst (curry sausage) especially when drunk, although not essential. Not drunk? No problems. It can be consumed with champagne, to get you drunk, if you know where to find it.
- Go to Check Point Charlie Museum and see Gandi's diary, sandals and Ronald Regan's cowboy hat. Weird but true.
- Go to East Side Gallery and walk until you find this shop where you can get your passport stamped like a bonafide East Berliner or West Berliner.
- Do the underground bunker tour.
- Check out Hitler's hide out.
- Go to the weird and wonderful bars that Berlin has to offer e.g. upside down bar for some good photo op's, or the ping pong bar (Dr. Pong) to compete your way through to survival by playing death by ping pong.
- There are also some seedy, unadulterated, pulsating clubs that are positively gyrating with try-sexuals, that are out to live out their fantasies, which you may want to see. Filled with lounge beds, dimly lit back rooms that come stocked with toys, tubs and suitable contraptions. (So I've heard) Do whatever you like. That's the Berlin way. Just don't do something stupid, like something I would do and stop and stare.

Welcome to Berlin.

Tuesday 2 August 2011

My First Frankfurt in Frankfurt


Well there you have it. My first frankfurt in Frankfurt. Ta darr.

Not the most exciting thing but it was easily the most exciting thing in Frankfurt. Looks dubious I know but that Frankfurt was really rather good. There really isn't much to do here I'm afraid. I spent two days here looking and searching for something to sink my teeth into, for something to do but ended up with nothing. Nada. No sale. Well, not completely nothing to do but the only thing really to do here was to walk around in the city and around the old town (Frankfurt Romer), which I completed in a couple of hours. Honestly I saw all the tourist attractions by this point. Leaving me aimlessly watching German soaps.

It turns out the main reason people come here is for business. It's the corporate capital you see.

So if you're ever in town have a frankfurt, have a walk around and make it a quickie. One day, two days max.

And make sure you don't mix the two Frankfurts in Frankfurt. The station that is. There are two Frankfurt Mains. I found out the hard way of course. And I am convinced it is there, just for kicks. Just to see people like me run like a duck and scream, "F****RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRK!!!".

Welcome to Frankfurt.
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