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    • Day 72

      Bussing Berlin

      November 14 in Germany โ‹… ๐ŸŒฌ 12 ยฐC

      Hop Off and On #2

      I did a second loop to take in the sights, hopping off at a few more stops before diving into the detail ๐Ÿค“

      My picture of the Brandenburger Tor was spoilt by the restoration work underway due to a recent climate demonstration ๐Ÿซฃ
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    • Day 4

      Free walking tour Berlin

      November 29 in Germany โ‹… ๐ŸŒจ -3 ยฐC

      ื—ืฆื™ ื™ื•ื ื—ื•ืคืฉ ื”ื•ืงื“ืฉ ืœื‘ื™ืœื•ื™ ื”ืื”ื•ื‘ ืขืœื™ ื‘ื—ื•"ืœ- ืกื™ื•ืจ ื”ืœื™ื›ื” ื—ื™ื ืžื™.
      ืœื ืงื•ื“ืช ื”ืžืคื’ืฉ ื”ื’ืขืชื™ ื‘ืจื’ืœ, ื›ืฉืชื•ืš ื›ื“ื™ ื—ืงืจืชื™ ืขื•ื“ ืงืฆืช ืืช ื‘ืจืœื™ืŸ ื“ืจืš ื”ืจื’ืœื™ื™ื.
      ืืช ื”ืžื“ืจื™ืš Dara ื”ืื•ืกื˜ืจืœื™ ืคื’ืฉื ื• ื‘ืืœื›ืกื ื“ืจ ืคืœืืฅ ืžืžื•ืœ ื‘ื™ืช ื”ืขื™ืจื™ื” ืฉืœืื•ืจ ื”ืžืฆื‘ ื‘ืืจืฅ ื”ืคื’ื™ืŸ ื”ื–ื“ื”ื•ืช ืขื ืชืœื™ื™ืช ื“ื’ืœ ื™ืฉืจืืœ ื‘ื™ืŸ ื“ื’ืœื™ ื”ืขื™ืจ ื‘ืจืœื™ืŸ ืœื“ื’ืœ ื’ืจืžื ื™ื”.
      ืœืื•ืจืš ื”ืกื™ื•ืจ ืœืžื“ื ื• ืขืœ ื”ื”ื™ืกื˜ื•ืจื™ื” ืฉืœ ื‘ืจืœื™ืŸ (ื‘ื ื’ื™ืข ืงื˜ื ื”, ื‘ื›ืœ ื–ืืช ื”ืžื•ืŸืŸืŸ ื”ื™ืกื˜ื•ืจื™ื”) ืœืื•ืจืš ื”ืฉื ื™ื- ื“ื™ื‘ืจื ื• ืขืœ ืžืฉืคื—ืช ื”ืžืœื•ื›ื”, ืขืœ ืžืœื—ืžืช ื”ืขื•ืœื ื”ืจืืฉื•ื ื” ื•ืขืœ ื”ืงื•ืžื•ื ื™ื–ื ื‘ืขื™ืจ.
      ืœืื•ืจืš ื›ืœ ื”ื˜ื™ื•ืœ ื”ืฉืœื’ ื™ื•ืจื“, ื ื›ื ืก ืœืขื™ื ื™ื™ื ื•ืžืชื™ื™ืฉื‘ ืขืœ ื”ืจืืฉ.
      ืœืงืจืืช ื”ืกื•ืฃ ื“ืืจื ืคื™ื ืง ืื•ืชื ื• ื‘ื”ืคืกืงื” ื‘ื‘ื™ืช ืงืคื” ื•ืื ื™ ื›ืžื•ื‘ืŸ ื”ืœื›ืชื™ ืขืœ ื™ื™ืŸ ื—ื ื•ื”ืจื‘ื” ืคื—ืžืžื•ืช ืžื˜ื•ื’ื ื•ืช (ืชื›ืœืก ืื›ืœืชื™ ืืช ื”ืกื•ืคื’ื ื™ื” ื”ืจืืฉื•ื ื” ืฉืœื™).
      *ื”ื™ื” ืงืจ, ืžืื•ื“. ื”ื™ื” ืœื™ ืฉืœื’ ืขืœ ื”ืจืืฉ. ื ื™ืกื™ืชื™ ื›ืœ ืžื™ื ื™ ื•ืจื™ืืฆื™ื•ืช ืฉืœ ืฉื™ืขืจ ืžื•ืœ ืฆืขื™ืฃ ื•ื‘ืกื•ืฃ ื”ื’ืขืชื™ ืœืžืกื›ื ื” ืฉื—ื™ื™ื‘ hoodie ื‘ื˜ืžืค' ื”ืืœื”. ื“ืืจื ื˜ื’ื‘ ื”ื‘ื™ื ืœื™ ืขื•ื“ ืฆืขื™ืฃ ืœืงืจืืช ื”ืกื•ืฃ, ื›ื™ ื”ื•ื ืืžืจ ืฉื ืจืื” ืฉืžื›ื•ืœื ื”ื›ื™ ืงืจ ืœื™ ๐Ÿ˜…
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    • Day 32


      January 28, 2020 in Germany โ‹… โ›… 8 ยฐC

      Der Tag der Rückreise๐Ÿ˜ซ wie kann ein Monat so schnell vorbei gehen? Australien wollte uns auch nicht weg lassen...Unser Flug hatte gleich mal 3h Verspätung. So fiel der Abschied noch schwerer...Da wir genug Puffer eingebaut hatten in unserem Reiseplan, haben wir trotzdem alle Anschlüsse geschafft. Im Singapur angekommen haben wir uns gleich mal in die Business Class Lounge geschmuggelt๐Ÿ˜ so lässt es sich leben...
      Mit Lufthansa ging es dann zurück ins kalte Berlin. Der Wieder-Da-Kummer wurde aber vom lieben Cousinchen verzögert, die mich vom Flughafen abgeholt und noch auf ein Tässchen Tee geblieben ist, um mir meine Ankunft zu versüßen. Tausend Dank dafür mein liebes Antjileinโค
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    • Day 33


      March 31 in Germany โ‹… โ˜๏ธ 55 ยฐF

      Why am I always so comfortable in a big modern bad ass city? As good as Marbella and the Spanish Sun Coast was Berlin is another dimension.
      From the moment I stepped outside the hotel onto Wittenberg Platz I felt at home. Totally comfortable as I walked to Die Creme for früshstück this morning. No longer walking the pretty sun brightened streets of Marbella. Or smelling the ocean breeze. Instead traffic, graffiti, folks rushing, sirens howling. But damn I was home. Finishing my bowl of granola with fresh berries and coffee I exited the small cafe to get my city pass I had purchase on line. This was going to be a day for a little shopping, learning the subway system and walking.
      I headed toward Potsdamer Platz 1.3 miles away to get a proper Berlin public transport pass. Offices close. Open Monday-Wednesday or weekends. Well that walk healthy still took time and pissed me off. So I kept walking almost in circles until fatigue urged me to rest. When my legs were about to give up finding me in a jail cell for sleeping on a cold wet park bench a Hop On Hop Off bus turned the corner headed towards me. It stopped. I got on.
      Not a word of English did the driver speak. I showed him the Visit Berlin pass but in English he couldn’t understand it. In German I had to buy the tour bus pass at the Tor. “Ok” I said. He let me on. No jail tonite.
      Sitting in the upper deck toggling through an exhaustive list of languages I found the English narration. Up and down streets the bus went. Here’s the Opera House, then museum xyz, a decaying Berlin Wall picked clean by human woodpeckers and a remnant of a bomb out WWII building. Past Check Point Charlie into the government quarter where we were forced to stop to allow a cavalcade of police cars, blue lights on, motorcycle escorts and dark Mercedes Benzes. King Charles was here yesterday but had already departed for Hamburg. This definitely was a important politician. It reminded me of the night in DC went we were surprised by Trumps parade of black vehicles on route to the White House. It was probably a late night Taco Bell run. We did “salute” as the Beast passed us.
      Anyway the bus made to the Tor and I jumped off with a quick Vielen dank.
      The subway station that would get me back was nearby by.
      I went down the stairs to the ticket kiosk. Location instructions were difficult to interpret and my phone was of little use. So I went looking for help. And then serendipity.
      There was an older man we’ll probably my ages at a seat waiting for the train. He was wearing a baseball cap and from a distance I recognized it as the Cuban flag it was embroidered on the side and Cuba above the bill.
      Incredulous I stopped and in Spanish I said “¿Tu eres Cubano?” He smiled and replied “Si.” Instantaneously, as brothers from some distant land there was an bond.
      I continued asking if he knew the system and where I wanted to go. As he began explaining his train approached. I said thanks indicating I understood in Spanish of course and shook his hand.
      I continue the short distance to the escalator that would take me to the other side of the tracks. As I walked across, I looked down and saw him still on the platform his train gone. He had not boarded and was waving at me to come back. Weird. I made a u-turn and headed back down.
      He was very apologetic feeling he had not given me clear instructions. Since he wasn’t working today he could take the next train home.
      We talked and I learned how to get back to the hotel. Then a little bit of chit chat asking him if he lives in Berlin etc. Yes he told me for the last 30 years.
      I began to probe further but again the next train approached. Yeah German schedules.
      I stopped the questions and asked if I could take a selfie of us. Immediately he said No, no pictures please. Ok I respect that. Many people are camera shy. But this was different. Summing it up in my mind I knew it was the long arm of the Cuban government. Stretching all the way from Havana it’s authoritarian reach beyond comprehension.
      I firmly shook his hand again and patted his shoulder.
      How many lives has the regime destroyed? For how many more years will the suffering continue?
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    • Day 7

      Sterreโ€™s extraโ€™s

      September 16 in Germany โ‹… ๐ŸŒ™ 18 ยฐC

      Dankjewel Wom om zo’n prachtig verslag te schrijven over vandaag. (Het evenaart mijn tekstjes biiijjjjjjna)

      Ma bon

      Ik wilde ook wel een paar pareltjes delen


      - deze keer geen henna maaaar— mama niet gevreesd, dat behaarde been is ni van mij — een echte tattoo voor Flouchiepouch van zijn totem (en heb ik ontworpen hihi )

      - enigste foto met ons vijf, maar ober kon ABSOLUUT geen foto’s trekken

      - nu zitten we in de luchthaven want omdat we geld willen besparen slapen we hier, goede vibe
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    • Day 2

      Berlin Dungeon

      July 18 in Germany โ‹… โ›… 20 ยฐC

      Ein Traum!! Haben uns schon dazu entschieden in Hamburg nochmal zu gehen. Mama wars ein bisschen mulmig zu Mute, aber Kilian und mir hat es sehr gut gefallen.

      (Kilian wurde bei der ersten Station direkt rausgepickt und durfte der Foltermagd als Beispiel dienen haha)Read more

    • Day 32

      Berlin die Weiterfรผhrung

      March 30 in Germany โ‹… โ˜๏ธ 50 ยฐF

      The picture is of Mar who came by to say goodby. She and her partner Iciar were terrific hosts very friendly and sweet. Always ready to answer any questions and regularly reaching out to ensure I was enjoying my stay. It’s not often that I meet AirB&B hosts but these ladies took really good care of the apartment and me. Highly recommended.
      When I arrived several weeks ago I wrote a bit about the historic coast wondering about the Roman Empire’s by conquest of the Iberian Peninsula. Now that I am leaving I wonder about the Moors who ruled over southern Spain for 700 years until they were defeated and force back to Africa by the Catholic Kings.
      Those Mediterranean beaches the Romans languidly camped must have been stained by Arab blood.
      The Moors did have a driving culture through architecture, commerce, math, food, art which must have certainly been difficult to leave behind.
      As Catholicism spread across the kingdoms of Spain pushing the Moors further and further off the Andalusian coast it’s important to note that much of their culture was absorbed into Spanish culture thus not lost. Certainly reigning monarchs that came after the Moors were smart to preserve what they had left behind.
      Many Moors did opt to stay and convert to Catholicism and surprisingly were to prove this through inclusion of pork into their diet. I am told it was part of converting to the faith.

      The bratwurst says I’m in Germany; the boots in Northern Europe. No palm trees here.
      Getting here was long. Flights were delayed out of Malaga due to thunderstorms with heavy turbulence slowing our approach into Frankfurt. Missed my connecting flight but with German efficiency I was automatically placed on an 8 pm flight. No human interaction required. iPhone handled all changes.
      It’s been at least 18 years since I was last at Frankfurt Flughafen. The tough and imposing looking military police in their dark olive green, bullet proof vests, machine guns at the ready are seemly absent. Remember Lockerbie? The airport then was constantly under renovation and expansion. Well it’s grown even more as it took me 1.2 miles from my arrival gate to my departure gate. That free weiner dog courtesy of Lufthansa aided my effort.
      One hundred years or more it will be very different. Imagine a a spaceport lifting scientists politicians, business people and the casual tourists up to orbiting cities and beyond.
      Frankfurt to Berlin is a fifty minute flight. Berlin is Germany’s biggest city.
      The flight full. I may be one of the few tourist on board as I have spotted many PowerPoint presentations glowing from laptops. Is PowerPoint still around? Damn those days are long gone and happily forgotten.
      The roar of the engines, the hydraulics audible dance break into the solitude of the quiet darkened cabin. My ears pop and through the windows the city lights appears as we descend in the twilight. Berlin awaits.
      The next few days I will enjoy a hotel room near checkpoint Charlie and Potsdamer Platz. Many historic sites to visit culminating in a tour Monday afternoon of the BMW Motorrad manufacturing plant.
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    • Day 9

      Berlin #36

      September 14, 2020 in Germany โ‹… โ˜€๏ธ 24 ยฐC

      Et oui, on était sensés reprendre la route avec Alto aujourd'hui... Malheureusement, les pièces de rechange n'étant pas encore arrivées, nous repartirons mercredi...
      Du coup, aujourd'hui, Reto me fait une surprise... La visite du musée de Madame Tussauds ! C'est génial et les statues de cire sont en partie en lien avec l'histoire de la ville. Ensuite, direction un vaste parc, où nous montons en haut de la tour de la victoire (bravo à Reto qui monte les 282 marches en béquilles !). Le soir, petite sortie en amoureux : burgers et cocktails.

      Ja, wir sollten eigentlich wieder am fahren sein... Leider, sind die Teile noch nicht angekommen, wir werden Mittwoch wieder fahren können...
      Also, hat Reto mir eine Überraschung gemacht : ein Besuch beim Museum Madame Tussauds ! Es war genial und ein paar Wachsfiguren waren mit der Stadt verbunden. Anschliessend, gehen wir in einen grossen Park, wo auch der Siegesturm war. Diesen bestiegen wir auch (bravo Reto der die 282 Tritte mit den Krücken ging !). Am Abend, kleiner Ausgang unter Verliebten mit Burger und Cocktails.
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    • Day 8

      Berlin #4

      September 13, 2020 in Germany โ‹… โ˜๏ธ 20 ยฐC

      Jour de la visite du fameux mur de Berlin ! Grâce aux conseils de Frank, nous avons été admirer l'art de rue peint sur un bout du mur, et c'est magnifique ! Après quoi, nous avons longer un moment le Spree et traverser des quartiers peu recommandables pour pique-niquer près du Landwehrkanal. Enfin, nous sommes partis à la découverte du No Man's Land du mur et des grands parcs qui l'entourent. Une fatigue nous envahit et nous rentrons à l'hôtel.

      Besuch der Berlinermauer ! Dank der Empfehlung von Frank, konnten wir die Kunst auf dem Mauerstück bestaunen, und es ist wunderschön ! Danach, gingen wir durch wenig empfehlenswerte Quartiere, am Landwehrkanal angekommen haben wir eine Mittagspause eingelegt. Zum Schluss, machten wir uns auf den Weg zum No Man's Land der Berlinermauer und den grossen Parks im Umkreis. Die Müdigkeit überkam uns und wir gingen zurück ins Hotel.
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    • Day 7

      Berlin #3

      September 12, 2020 in Germany โ‹… โ˜€๏ธ 23 ยฐC

      Ce matin, nous partons visiter le château de Charlottenburg. Visite magnifique et vraiment bien faite ! A midi, nous rejoignons à nouveau Frank pour manger. Après le repas, il nous fait faire une superbe balade au bord du Spree et d'un parc d'attractions abandonné, avant de nous amener sur une magnifique place. De retour à l'hôtel, nous nous posons et d'un coup... ALARME INCENDIE ๐Ÿšจ !! On prend quelques affaires à la hâte et empruntons les escaliers avec les autres clients ! Trois camions pompiers arrivent rapidement sur place. Tout ça pour une fausse alerte... Après tant d'émotions, au lit !

      Heute Morgen, gehen wir das Schloss Charlottenburg besuchen. Super Besuch und sehr gut gestaltet ! Danach, treffen wir wieder Frank um zu essen. Nach den Essen, gehen wir spazieren am Spreeufer und an einen verlassenen Freizeitpark, bevor er uns in einen wunderschönen Park führt. Zurück im Hotel, wir legen uns hin und plötzlich... FEUERALARM ๐Ÿšจ !! Wir nehmen die wichtigsten Sachen und nehmen die Treppe mit den anderen Gästen. Drei Feuerwehrwagen sind schnell vor Ort. All das für einen falschen Alarm... Nach so viel Emotionen, ab ins Bett !
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