Memories of parties are always a bit of a blur. But I do tend to get a bit cheesy remembering all those moments full of love. Like when you’re super exhausted after dancing and laughing all night, but you still don’t want to go home because THIS song, I love this song, and I need to stay. After a couple of years of
As if the Kitchensurfing concept wasn’t exciting enough, the makers of the culinary networking website have thought about a new idea on how to connect foodies with their local creative chefs. The Kiez Eats is a weekly program hosted by different cooks that invites interested people into a night of superb food. With a bit of a workshop-feeling going on
This week is all in the motto of the ITB, the international travel trade show of Berlin. Ben, who helped me out with a study for university, has been much into the subject of travelling himself. He created the Big Blog Map that displays blogs from all over the world. He’s been living in Berlin quite
During the winter time of the year, Tiergarten resembles a mysterious, enchanted forest. It’s vast and so empty. With the occasional runner passing our way, we were basically alone when strolling through the snow-covered grounds. I remember how packed and crowded the park is in the summertime. I don’t like it then, people leave their shit everywhere
Haus der Kulturen der Welt. This name is not just weirdly uncomfortable to foreigners, but to German speakers too. Haus der Kulturen der Welt. You'd think that Germans, who like to put words together, would call it "Weltkulturenhaus". It's remote area is pretty exceptional, too. To me, it seems just SO out of the way of anything that you'd have to be really dedicated to go to an event or exhibition. I know I used to pass it on one of my many trips with the designated tourist bus line "100", and keep thinking: man, what the hell, why would they place such a gorgeous object right into the middle of nowhere (and yes, Tiergarten is right in the middle of nowhere to me, because IF IT'S NOT IN KREUZBERG THEN HOW CAN IT EXIST?!). All joking aside, this is an exceptionally important place in Berlin. The Haus der Kulturen der Welt (House of the Cultures of the World - seriously, can we just call it Bert or something from now on? It just feels so cold and impersonal) is an institution full of cultural insights, from concerts to exhibitions to readings to films to conferences and whatever else can be visually exhibited in the "world cultures" context. Remember how everybody went crazy about the Transmediale partys a couple of days ago? Well, if you were so inclined to actually participate rather than just get wasted, you'd have known that the Haus der Kulturen der Welt plays a central role in enabling the exchange of cultural practices, even in music and popculture. Besides, it's one of the last institutions that is still completely funded and commissioned by the state, a growing rarity in Berlin.
What if Berlin was like New York? What if all we did was breed high rising monuments, covering the sky with amazing architecture, giving Berlin the look and feel of a metropolis? A conventional metropolis, that is. Most people tend to appreciate that Berlin is not like New York, and yet it seems like an interesting experiment: what
Merry Christmas to all of our readers! Most of us will be gone for a short while, but stay updated — I’m sure those who’re staying will keep you covered with news and pictures. In the meantime, here’s a simple collection of Black and White Berlin photos without any context whatsoever. Oh and: if you’re subletting your room/flat while
Berlin can be a big load of distractions. Even if you’re just trying to have fun, there’s always something else that wants to catch your attention. A phone call, an Instagram picture, a new love interest, my favorite band is playing live, that exhibition I can’t miss, a spontaneous rave in an overfrozen U-Bahn station. But it’s not the size
The New York Times have recently published an article about Berlin describing the experiences of a temporary expat in the city. As always, whenever Berlin gains international attention, Berliners feel somewhat flattered. It’s nice that New Yorkers might think our city is interesting enough to publish words on it. But the article in question does not
I think Marcus still hasn't been to the Kreuzberg. Not the district, but the actual hill. He's been living in Berlin for a hundred and two years and we once promised to take him there. Judging by Stefans pictures, it seems like the weather conditions are perfect for a serene view from above. The park is a 12,8 hectar area on the Kreuzberg. The Kreuzberg - translation "cross mountain" - is the highest natural peak of Berlins city center. Yes, the highest. Which means Berlin is as flat as an iron board. The Kreuzberg - the actual Kreuzberg hill - is the pimple in Berlins face. But it's a really nice pimple. The green park and slopes which you can picknick on are very inviting to spend a whole afternoon on top of the city.
I’ll be honest: there is literally nothing attractive about Potsdamer Platz and I’ll rarely ever pass by. It’s boring and disconcerting, pretty much the typical go-to tourist hot spot with a mix of fancy restaurants and posh office buildings. You can expect some stuff to see, but a colorless lack of human interaction. The only time you’ll
Neon lights shine brine by night. Where Karl Marx Straße lacks in charm and aesthetics by daylight, this street knows how to be flashy as soon as the sun goes down and the neon shop– and headlights go on. The patch between Rathaus Neukölln and Karl-Marx-Str. U-Bahn station seems especially magnetic to peculiar situations. The shops,