Back in Berlin

It seemed like it was only yesterday that we were partying in Berlin; it had almost been a year since we were in the German capital and we were ready to do it all over again. We started out catching the 9:38am Deutsch Bahn from Hamburg Central Station direct to Berlin. Well, it was direct until there was a technical problem with the train and we were forced to exit the train at Berlin Spandau. At this stage, we were about half an hour later than the expected arrival time. The announcements were all in German so we needed the assistance of the lady sitting across from us, otherwise we would have still been on the faulty train.

We waited for another 5 minutes or so and caught the train for the remainder of the fifteen-minute journey to Berlin Central. From Central Station, we took the U-bahn to Warchauserstraße station. I was pleased to hear the train announcements had not changed in the intervening year: “Einsteigen bitte!" ("please enter!"), "Zurückbleiben bitte!" ("please stay back!").

The first challenge was finding our accommodation. It should be straight down Warchauserstraße and then hang a right. We arrived exactly at the point that Google Maps said the accommodation should be. But on closer inspection we were still one more street away. That just means more steps for Jason to drag his suitcase!

The next challenge was to find our “intimate apartment” amongst the labyrinth of hallways and rooms in the building. Our room was 318, so we logically assumed that we would need to go to level three. No, that wasn’t the case. That just means more steps for Jason to drag his suitcase!

We eventually found our room and checked in. We had little time in Berlin, so we needed to make the most of it. Firstly, we needed to stock up on provisions for next two days. We headed to what appeared to be a local supermarket. We wandered around the store looking for milk. There was plenty of oat milk, soy milk and other alternative milk but no cow’s milk. In a very ocker Australian accent and slightly raised volume – so that they can understand it better 😂 - Jason asks: “I’m just looking for some cow’s milk”. To which the shop assistant replied, “we don’t sell it, it’s a vegan supermarket’. Oops!

Finally, we stumbled upon another supermarket. This time it was a bio supermarket; or as Jason referred to it – the biodegradable supermarket. It had what we needed so it did the trick.

All stocked up, we could relax, and even have a nanna nap before hitting the clubs. It was only a short 10-minute walk from the club to our accommodation. At 1am, we didn’t feel like traipsing across Berlin to get home.Leer más