Many of you, particularly the women among you, may believe that BCBG is a women’s fashion line. Not so. It actually stands for “Berlin: Cafes, Bars/Buildings, Graffiti”. There are more Cafes, Bars/Buildings and displays of Graffiti here than anywhere else we have travelled – and that includes Rome which I believed would never be beaten in that department.
Given the B is for Berlin, let’s start with the C.
After so many days of cold, miserable weather, it was certainly nice to find a city where a cactus could actually grow.
il Casolare is a local Italian restaurant which looked quite calm and desolate when we walked by during the day. When we arrived at 7 pm, it was a different story. Terry signalled a table for 4 – but she used both hands which was interpreted as 8. I wish I had had the camera ready for the guys’ reaction! It was priceless. The food was fantastic and the ambiance was even better. Service even beyond the ambiance.
They do know how to look after their clientele
B is for Buildings (It is also for Bars, of which we see hundreds on our daily walks, but we haven’t been up late enough to visit one)
Driving in from the airport, it was very very obvious that most, if not all, of Berlin had been destroyed in the war. There did not appear to be any of the old buildings we saw in London, Krakow, Prague or Budapest. What we did see were very new and modern. This was reinforced on the Hop On Hop Off bus tour (another bad idea – more in another post) where the guides just kept pointing out the new buildings.
At the Sony Centre is a Lego Discovery Centre.
And now we come to the G – as in a Gargantuan amount of Graffiti. It ranges from the very artistic to the standard tagging. It must be frustrating to live in an area where no matter how often the walls are cleaned, the artists just come back. There seems to be a general rule among the graffiti artists not to deface each other’s work. You do see it occasionally but not often.
And now, moving away from BCBG (Ed note: too bad he didn’t include a ‘D’ for dirty. Really quite grubby, especially in the east with squatters and hippy-types living rough–‘No Pictures!’)
Obviously, you cannot come to Berlin without visiting The Wall. These are three photos of parts of the longest remaining stretch still standing – 1.6km. Right after it started to come down, artists from all of the world descended upon Berlin to paint it and they did – both sides. If you look at the top, you can see what appears to be a round pipe. This was the cap of the wall to prevent anyone from getting a handhold.
At the bottom was an angled protrusion of about 4 feet which was designed to stop any car of trying to ram its way through.
Here’s a shock for you. The famous Checkpoint Charlie has changed.
You have all heard helicopters flying overhead. You may have even seen them land on helipads. Bet you have never seen one land on a bridge in the middle of Berlin in the middle of the afternoon though.
The Shoe Blog
Why do I have a picture of chicken in the Shoe Blog? Well, it’s because of a story. Many of you have expressed that you were surprised I never got arrested or “involved” with anyone while I took my photos of shoes.
Just after we saw the helicopter land, we wandered into a semi-weekly Turkish market. I started to take photos of all the different things which were available – basil plants, cloths, perfume, and chicken. Just after I took the photo of the chicken, however, the guy behind the counter went a little nuts – okay, a lot nuts, on me. If you look on the right hand side of the photo, you can see a bag and a pair of hands. If you could see more, you could see she is wearing a burka. Taking a photo of a muslim woman is not a good idea. I don’t know exactly what he was saying to me, but I got the general idea and feeling that I should vacate the premises VERY quickly.