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.
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