On Saturday I ventured back to Wedding to go to a club/museum/art gallery/old public swimming pool/general awesomeness which I have only been to once before. Stattbad Wedding back in the day used to be a public swimming complex but today it has been created into the perfect quirky location to showcase urban art and host awesome parties.
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.