A Journey to Berlin

When I say journey, it really was quite a journey.  I live in Austria – and Berlin is way north of me.  It took me 10 hours by train to get there, but it was definitely worth it!  Check out my segment of blog posts on Berlin.

Brandenburg Gate - Berlin

Brandenburg Gate – Berlin

 

After almost a 10 hour train ride through Austria, the Czech Republic, and Germany, I arrived in Berlin.  Part of my train ride consisted of two Czech women who sat down next to me and talked non-stop from Bratislava to Prague – about 3 hours.  Luckily, I had my headphones on.  Otherwise, I think I might have gone mad.  I figured out that we had crossed the border into Germany based on two things.  1. The announcer switched from mainly speaking Czech, to only speaking German (or English).  2. The sky was a beautiful shade of grey.

To read the entire post, follow the link: Berlin, It’s About Time We Met.

East Side Gallery - Berlin

East Side Gallery – Berlin

 

My next post is more of a picture post only of the East Side Gallery.  The East Side Gallery is a stretch of the Berlin Wall that was not knocked down.  After reunification, artists came and painted sections of the wall.  

To see this post, following the link: East Side Gallery.

 

 

Berlin underground transportation stop

Berlin underground transportation stop

 

So the lesson here – there are two sides to Berlin.  The nice, historical side, and the drunk, crazy side.  All in all, it’s part of the experience.  It gives the city character.  So for me, it was all highly entertaining…yes, even the creeper parts.

To read the entire post, follow the link: Berlin, You Bring Out the Crazy.

 

 

 

Flowers for International Women's Day

Flowers for International Women’s Day

 

Heidi and I started our Saturday at a cute little flower shop and café, called Anna Blume, situated in the gentrified Prenzlauer Berg district of Berlin.  It is a Viennese style café, with art and interior design inspired by Alphonse Mucha.  I had a delicious Vienna Cappuccino (not quite sure why it’s called Vienna…but it was basically a cappuccino), fresh pressed orange juice, and scrambled eggs with spring onions and ham.  SO GOOD.

To read the entire post, follow the link: The Real Curry Wurst.

 

To read some of my other posts, follow the link: The Heart of a Traveler.

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