Honestly, for me, Berlin was like the Vegas of Europe. Right up there with Amsterdam. I really almost didn’t survive. Between biking the entire city (for two solid days), and then going out at night (every night), by the time we got to the airport I was basically a zombie. Let’s look back at how I got that way.
On our first night in Berlin, we went to Kaffee Burger, which was an institution in East Berlin for the arts crowd in the ’70’s. Now, it keeps its authentic vibe with it’s vintage decor (including red velour wallpaper!). We were so lucky, we came on a night where they played Russendisco, which is crazy Russian music. I danced around like a lunatic (especially to a song where all they did was sing in Russian and then all of a sudden yell “Ciao bella, ciao bell, ciao ciao ciao! Best song ever). I definitely recommend it if you’re ever in Berlin for the most fun night you’ll ever have, just check the website first and make sure it’s a Russendisco night.
Scenes from a bike tour:
We had passed a Photoautomat earlier in the trip, but knew it would be on the bike tour so we didn’t want to spoil it. I excitedly planned out what our poses would be, put in my 2 euros, and then heard the money fall through. And then nothing. Nothing happened. No amazing photo strip from Berlin. Solid disappointment.
One of my favorite parts of the bike tour was visiting Tempelhof Airport. It was a commercial airport, and then was used by Nazi forces during WW2, followed by the Western forces to supply food to West Berlin (also known as the Berlin Airlift) during the Cold War. It is now closed, and has been taken over as a park. It was so fun to ride our bikes on the runway. Katie and I were delirious at this point, so we literally were hysterical during this whole portion of the ride.
Meet Spence and Laz. Probably the two most fun human beings I’ve ever met. Did nothing but laugh with these two. I will contribute my liver failure to them.