We step off the train in Berlin at Berlin HBF, the main train station. And I don’t know why but I felt alive again. In Germany once more, with their amazing cream and jelly filled doughnuts and their wide array of beer. The train station is huge, filled with levels of shops and places to eat, with people commuting here and there. This place definitely has a very different feel from where we’ve visited so far. As we step out people are more relaxed. There are hipsters everywhere, rocking the I don’t give a hoot candor attitude. The sky is a bit dark, and the ground is wet as the rain slowly drizzles onto our bags. We walk to the hostel, the heart of gold. We’re greeted by a redhead, with two toned hair. The lounge is filled with people in a colorful array of parachute pants and long knit sweaters, with loosely held hair. There are people painting in the middle of the lounge, people playing pool and of course the Aussies in the corner striking up a conversation with the bartender. We are warmly greeted upon arrival by the receptionist who was very polite and after she checked us in she even walked us to our rooms, which was a little weird because as we returned to the lounge we both noticed she didn’t walk anyone else to their room, only a point and go that way. After we placed our luggage in our room we decided to go out and see what Berlin had to offer. The city has been called “sexy” by the chancellor. Poor but sexy. Far more affordable than other areas of Germany, but still relatively high compared to Eastern Europe. There is an ease about Berlin, a pep in their step and a different “swag”, I like it. One of our first nights out we met an American and a spaniard. We decide to check out the nightlife in Berlin where we stumble across an underground club. Above ground you can hear some music but you see absolutely nothing. There are two security guards that are standing outside. We enter and they frisk us, immediately a guy tells us to come into this room and the door shuts. There’s a sofa in the middle of this room, all of a sudden the floors move, it’s an elevator and the door raises. There’s neon green and blue lights and music blasting. We then have to go through another checkpoint.

The first night there we just roamed the streets of Berlin for hours just taking it alI in. At 3 am we decided to head back to our room and call it a night, we had to be up early to switch rooms and go on our free tour. We got up at 9 unfortunately they didn’t have a free breakfast, but we made the best of our little restaurant cafe danieèl and Màián aka grocery store love. Our tour may have been the longest yet most informative tour yet. Our tour started at 11 and finished a little after 6 yet the time seemed to fly by. We were taken everywhere, from where Hitler was killed/ committed suicide, to where Berlin was split into 4 sections to memorials commemorating those who lost their lives to the nazis and the allied forces. They had a monument of a mother with the roof above her head missing which we thought was pretty cool, it signified how if it was raining it looked as though she was crying and when it was snowing it was though she was caught in a storm, and it was cold and harsh. It depicted the loved ones she lost, her 3 sons one of whom was only 9 and the lost ones in Germany. At the end of the war when hitler lost all his men he was sending children to the battlefield to be pretty much slaughtered. Innocent kids who had no idea of right and wrong who were simply following orders. After the tour we ended up going back to the hostel and checking back into our new room where we ended up dozing off for a few hours. When we finally woke it was about 10 and we went to the common area to meet up with a few people to enjoy our last night in this “sexy” city.

Tid bit for the day: The women on the street corners stopping you to talk are not your friends.

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