Over the last two days I have been attending the ITB trade fair for work related purposes. Trade Fairs scare me little, seeing everyone hungry for business, power walking around with trolley bags; it’s like a weird mix of carnival festivities with the busy business qualities of an airport. But seeing as my main job was to take some snaps, film amazing performances, attend a conference and consume copious amounts of free food and drink of course, it is actually fun at times.
I forgot to write about this…oops. But I am doing it now because I still think about it
Last night I finally got to tick off something that has been on my list for a wee while, I went and saw William S. Burroughs – A Man Within. I wasn’t sure what to expect from the movie, because if you have ever read a book of Burroughs you will see it is filled with the unexpected, all I knew was it would contain some crazy stuff. It didn’t disappoint.
It’s nearly been a week since I saw The Black Keys live at the Arena and I’m still buzzing. They have been a band that I have wanted to see for so very long and after they cancelled on me last year (and a hand full of others around the world) I was more intent that ever to see them live.
It seems the cold weather has taken its toll and started making us do funny things. Well once you find out what we did you might substitute the word ‘funny’ for ‘totally friggn’ awesome’, but that’s for you to decide.
I kind of had a small New Year’s resolution this year to do some of the more touristy things in Berlin, because I was pretty certain that it would come to the month before I finally decided to leave (be it in 2 months or 2 years) and I would be like a headless chicken running around taking photos of everything as proof that I did in fact live in this awesome city. So last week when a close friend came to visit from Spain we decided to hit up the Reichstag Dome.
If you have ever ventured up Greifswalderstr in Prenzulauer Berg you may have seen the Ernst Thälmann monument. Actually when I say “may”, I really mean you would have 100% absolutely, unless you were wearing horse blinkers seen the Ernst Thälmann monument because how could you miss a 14 metre high hunk of rock carved into a fist pumping bust. It definitely caught my attention and when asking some German colleagues who this giant person was, no one seemed to know. So to Wikipedia I shamelessly went.
Taken: a Sunday in Summer
Location: Skalitzerstr. 86
I love eye catching flyers. But I tend to find that awesome flyers don’t always result in awesome events, but every now and then a keeper crosses will your path. And I think I may have found one to take note of.
Tuesday is such an odd day of the week. Monday is normally spent still recovering from the weekend, or darkened with the fact it is still only Monday and too many days have to follow until it is the weekend again. Wednesday is hump day and it’s time to start gearing up and laying the foundations for the weekend. But Tuesday manages to sneak in there, every week without fail and totally throw me off.
That was until I stumbled across the Ping Pong Bar in Kreuzberg. Now I may have had a ping pong table at home during my late teen years but I do not in any case call myself a good ping pong player. Also after a few ridiculously cheap beers that are on endless supply, it is proven time and time again that I do not get any better. But it is the atmosphere here that pulls you in and makes you want to play and become a better ping pong player… well to just not get out in the first round is nice.