Travel Blogs from Berlin
We arrived in Berlin mid afternoon and were excited to meet our friend Kim who has been living in Berlin for the past 3 years or so. Kim was very generous and gave us her bed for our 3 night stay. During this time, Paul managed to blow a fuse and break a key in the apartment complex's front door (so sorry Kim)!
Kim is a tour guide by trade and whilst she had university commitments she recommended a guide for us. Our tour started with the building where ...
Dreadlocks. I guess they are a story in themselves.
Well at least mine are.
I don't have many, but the ones I do have are very much a reminder of this trip.
I got them in France, and now in Germany I decided to find a bead to put on them!
So in my tired state (still not sleeping), I went wandering. No-where in particular. I knew the area I wanted to find, but what exactly I was planning on finding was unknown to me.
... 1945. Berlin - Friday June 28th, 2013
Sachhausen was our destination today (and my first visit to a former concentration camp). The camp occupies a large area in the former part of East Berlin, just outside of suburb of the city. It has been maintained as a memorial and a museum to the nearly 200,000 who are said (the numbers are not exact due to difficulty in identifying many of the undocumented people murdered here) to have ...
... day ticket and we appreciated Berlin again. Such an amazing city.
We went to the Holocaust-Denkmal - a memorial comprised of a large area of steel grey steles of varying heights. This symbolises the six million Jews murdered in concentration camps. A very sobering experience to walk there.
Off at a famous department store - Kaufhaus des Westens (known as KaDeWe). It is Europe's largest department store. We only made it to the 6th floor gourmet department - ...
... difficult to say goodbye to my mum and granny. I know we are only a 30h flight away but I do get thoughts into my head like: Will I see my granny again? She is doing well for her age, but medical issues kept sneaking in over the last few years.
Leaving my mother in the situation she was in, was particularly difficult.
After over 20 years she hade moved to a new apartment at the same
time we made the big move and by the time we left there was still so
much to ...