I need to do laundry. Badly.
I pack up all my stuff and inquire with the receptionist as to where I can find a laundromat. I won't be coming back to this hostel. I was able to book a room at the hostel Christian and Alex are staying at for my last night in Berlin.
In the laundromat I have no clue what I'm doing. I don't understand a single word of German and the pictures on the walls are so primitive it's impossible to derive any meaning from them. After a few minutes of tinkering around with the machines I figure it out and start the laundry. And wait.
Eventually I roll up all my clean, dry clothes and meticulously pack my bag. Ready to leave, I throw on my bag and it feels fantastic. It's no longer bulky and unorganized.
I head off to my new hostel, St Christopher's, throw my stuff in the luggage room, and head off to tour the city. The old Soviet TV tower, the Berlin Wall, the Berlin Cathedral, and much more. I know I've only just scratched the surface, so I'm excited for the tour.
I head down to the Brandenburg gate a few minutes early so that I can take it all in. It's an impressive structure, and Victoria, the goddess of Victory, is perched atop the Gate in a chariot pulled by horses. It's a powerful image. Eventually I meet up with the tour group and we are divided into smaller groups, each with about 30 tourists and a guide. Ours is an Aussie.
How are there so many Aussies in Europe.
The tour lasts a little more than three hours. We saw everything. Checkpoint Charlie, The Memorial to the Murdered Jews of Europe, The French and German Domes, the site of the Nazi book burnings, the place where Hitler shot himself, and much, much more. And we learned 800 years of German history.
Best tour ever.
After the tour I leave our guide and head back towards Checkpoint Charlie to see the Topography of Terror. After spending some time at the monument I head back to the hostel. In the bar I run into Christian and Alex and we come up with a plan for the night. We decide to eat dinner, have a couple drinks, then head out to a club.
I'm going big at dinner. I order a bratwurst with potatoes and sourkraut. It's amazing and very filling. After dinner we have a couple drinks then head out.
The club, Cassiopeia, is massive. It's a few stories tall with a big beer garden to boot. There are different DJs spinning in each room and it's all different styles of music. We stayed out 'til 5:30am. I danced a lot.
I pack up all my stuff and inquire with the receptionist as to where I can find a laundromat. I won't be coming back to this hostel. I was able to book a room at the hostel Christian and Alex are staying at for my last night in Berlin.
In the laundromat I have no clue what I'm doing. I don't understand a single word of German and the pictures on the walls are so primitive it's impossible to derive any meaning from them. After a few minutes of tinkering around with the machines I figure it out and start the laundry. And wait.
Eventually I roll up all my clean, dry clothes and meticulously pack my bag. Ready to leave, I throw on my bag and it feels fantastic. It's no longer bulky and unorganized.
I head off to my new hostel, St Christopher's, throw my stuff in the luggage room, and head off to tour the city. The old Soviet TV tower, the Berlin Wall, the Berlin Cathedral, and much more. I know I've only just scratched the surface, so I'm excited for the tour.
I head down to the Brandenburg gate a few minutes early so that I can take it all in. It's an impressive structure, and Victoria, the goddess of Victory, is perched atop the Gate in a chariot pulled by horses. It's a powerful image. Eventually I meet up with the tour group and we are divided into smaller groups, each with about 30 tourists and a guide. Ours is an Aussie.
How are there so many Aussies in Europe.
The tour lasts a little more than three hours. We saw everything. Checkpoint Charlie, The Memorial to the Murdered Jews of Europe, The French and German Domes, the site of the Nazi book burnings, the place where Hitler shot himself, and much, much more. And we learned 800 years of German history.
Best tour ever.
After the tour I leave our guide and head back towards Checkpoint Charlie to see the Topography of Terror. After spending some time at the monument I head back to the hostel. In the bar I run into Christian and Alex and we come up with a plan for the night. We decide to eat dinner, have a couple drinks, then head out to a club.
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| People riding public transit to a party. |
I'm going big at dinner. I order a bratwurst with potatoes and sourkraut. It's amazing and very filling. After dinner we have a couple drinks then head out.
The club, Cassiopeia, is massive. It's a few stories tall with a big beer garden to boot. There are different DJs spinning in each room and it's all different styles of music. We stayed out 'til 5:30am. I danced a lot.
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