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Berlin. For a history major, this city solicits imagery of the Great Wars, of the Berlin Wall and Checkpoint Charlie. It is a historic city, full of pain and triumph, shaped by the many years of battles and now commercialism/industrialism. Visiting this city is truly a dream for anyone who loves to study and examine history, especially 20th century …
When you go to the bathroom in the US, do you pick up your change purse and go in with it? Of course not. Well, in Europe, that's exactly what you have to do . That's because you have to pay 50˘ in most bathrooms just to relieve your bladder! Paying to go in a park, OK. But in many fancy restaurants or even hotels you gotta cough up 50˘! Gimme a break! Some places, there is a machine and a turnstile to make sure you pay. Others, you pay a person standing there. Yet others you are ...
... a large amount of space. The meaning behind the memorial is different for everyone and a lot of people think that the memorial is pointless. Personally, as you walk through the memorial you can get a sense of entrapment, and conformity and order. It is daunting walking through the memorial, but not everyone gets this feeling. Ironically, the paint used to coat the concrete which prevents graffiti is made ...
... good film by the Cohen brothers, made even better by the fact that we saw it in the old GDR cinema on Karl Marx Allee. It was as if we walked straight back into the 1960s - everything was brown and gold with big chandeliers and majestic stairs. The cinema itself was so beautiful with the old chairs, the red curtain and the high ceilings. Such a nice place. We returned home at about 10pm to find Paul awake and feeling much better. HAPPY NEW ...
... throughout our trip. This was compounded by what I am calling The Symphony of Snores, as at least three out of the six in the room were horrid snorers. Luckily, the beer helped me fall asleep and get at least a few hours of shuteye before another sure-to-be long day.
I woke up the next morning and debated if I would get breakfast at the hostel, or down the road at the café we tried earlier. I decided to try the cheaper four Euro breakfast, and ...