November 4, 2013

berlin there done that pt 3

Day #3
And a productive day it was.
First it started with a cup of FREE coffee (yup you read that right...FREE coffee) and some German sudoku while waiting for everyone to get ready to go to brunch
While waiting my friend Cassie noticed this sign on the pool table:

Well that's awkward how that sign got to be there.......
Our tour didn't start until 2pm so we had all morning to sleep in and do what we wanted, so we went out for brunch.
Note: none of us knew of place to eat, we just walked around until we found a place that looked good.
Down Orange Burger street



Princess Cheesecake, a name I would like to be called when I return to the states.
And a place where all of us were excited to see as it had been a while that we had seen/eaten cheesecake

On the Left: My friend Cassie dancing for joy on the site of cheesecake.
We were THAT excited.

And then we stopped at this place for brunch, which sadly I don't know the name of
Keyser Sage?
Layser Saye?
Kayser Saze?
We will never know.


Three of us had ordered coffee and with that coffee came a ball of sugar, but the first thought that came to our mind was rat poop.
Cuz there is nothing better than having a side of rat poop next to your morning cup o' joe.

Kacey loves rat poop!
Everyone say hi to Kacey!
"Hi Kacey!!!"

My cappuccino with a side of rat poop.

My breakfast. Eggs wrapped with fried bacon with a side of bread and butter.
After a filling brunch me and my friends took a walk around Berlin and played tourists while taking pictures of graffiti art and the Berlin River.
S-Bahn!

Graffiti picture as seen before
Now the story behind this.
This building of graffiti was once a cinema but then bought by a mysterious owner who rented the rooms out to artists for a ridiculously cheap price. These artists used the building to paint, create graffiti until they were evicted a few years ago. People used to go inside but unfortunately no one is allowed inside, so the outside was all we could see.


































After gazing at graffiti art, we checked out the Berlin River on the beautiful sunny Berlin day. ( Yes it was sunny everyday and no cold, a weather that we had all missed).




Me in front of the Berlin River with the TV tower and Berlin Synagogue in the background.
Also not the lack of layers around my neck and around my face.
That's how sunny and warm it was (ok not really it was like high 50s, but it was better than low 40s in Sweden)


A bridge were couples write their name on them and lock it on the bridge to represent that their love will last forever.
My lock
Estibaliz & Her Cats
or
Estibaliz & Food
or
Estibaliz & Joseph Gordon Levitt (don't worry he knows about this.............)









After exploring that part of Berlin and taking advantage of the sunny weather, we all met up with our Professor to take a tour of the German Broadcasting House.
Walking towards the broadcasting house we passed the longest street in Berlin.
This is it.







Waiting in the lobby for our private tour, we were finally introduced to our tour guide Garrett, (or is it Garett? or Girrat? Gerrat? I don't know but it was similar to Garrett), who was like a Kenneth in 30 Rock, but not really.
Kenneth from 30 Rock is a peppy, television lover and perky tour guide who knows all the in's and out's of the television studio.
This guy, Garett, was an English and History major who had no experience in Journalism and was a little blah.





Television Studio:





Old Hallway:

 Ok now this is cool:
This elevator, as pictured below, is called Pater Noster and it's an elevator that constantly moves. Like it NEVER STOPS. 
HOW COOL BUT FREAKISHLY CLAUSTROPHOBIC IS THAT?
Unfortunately, we could not go on because we had to work in the broadcasting company to hop on.
New Goal: Go work for this broadcasting company so I can ride on this elevator.
1st step- Learn German
2nd step- Get money to get me through living in Berlin
3rd step- Apply for any job that they offer here
4th step- Get the job
5th step- Ride the Elevator.
It can be done.



 Radio Station




TOUCH


This above picture is the layout of the building and as I mentioned before our tour guide was an English and History major, but I think he enjoyed History more, because he spent more time talking about the history of the building than anything else.
It was like sitting (in this case standing) in a classroom with a Charlie Brown teacher like voice going on about the history of a building.
Or in a relatable pop culture reference, Ted Mosby lecturing about architecture.

Finally, it was over and we went our separate ways.
First stop, trying German food:
Currywurst.
I can't tell you much about this other than my interpretation but it's pretty much a sausage with tomato sauce mixed with spices served on a paper plate, a tiny plastic fork and a small piece of bread.

It was delicious.
If you are ever in Germany, go have some currywurst...and then go have some more and then some more.
You won't regret it.
After enjoying a well needed currywurst we hopped on a double decker bus to go to Berlin's downtown area called AlexanderPlatz (or in our terms "Alexander's Plates). Where there was a lit up world clock.
















They touched the butt....

Then we took a pit stop to the SONY center. Here are some restaurants, a movie theater and a 2 story Starbucks, where of course, after 3 months of no Starbucks we all went and spent an hour using up their WiFi and drinking Pumpkin Spice Lattes.




Pumpkin Spice Latter in a Starbucks mug, usually when I drink at a Starbucks I just get the plastic cups.
In Europe, their drink in the store mugs are much fancier.
Once our stomachs were filled with delicious Starbucks coffee we hopped back on the S-bahn back to the hostel and got ready to go out for some drinks. 
Right across the street from our hostel was a restaurant called Oranium where we settled down in a little booth, had some dessert and had some drinks and watched a prostitute get picked up.
I know, watching a prostitute getting picked up? Isn't that kind of gross? 
Well not really, for us, as we don't see that very often back in the states, it was like watching an episode from a drama series, you didn't know what was going to happen, you didn't know what they were going to do, and you didn't know when the prostitute's pimp was going to come out. The suspense was killing us.




Very eventful night and a  good way to end it with a glass of German red wine.







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