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, flanking each footpath, are on their cheap & trashy A-Game. Here’s a list of things you’re bound to find on Karl-Marx-Strasse (if you’re ever looking for them):
- fake new generation iPods for 5 €
- chopsticks of every goddamn possible kind
- weird neo-goth-pop-electronic concerts (including awkward performance) in thug headquarters Picaldi
- people who will not let you go unless take their picture and then have someone else take a picture of you with them
Fun times were had. We had an initial reason for going down to Karl-Marx-Straße: there was supposed to be a Festival of Lights type of happening called the “Late Light Shopping“. We found three or four buildings that were enlightened, but were more passionate about discovering the street in its “natural” state. In the course of the night, Elisa and I:
- accidently set off the alarm of a parking lot exit door and ran away
- had pictures taken with four different guys
- had our pictures taken (six times) to be displayed on a billboard above the C&A
- were given free mandarins
One of the greater things about Berlin is how you can just go out on the street, with no plans or intentions, and suddenly you’ll be caught up for hours in excitement and happiness. Basic interactions with other people and an open mind are sometimes all that’s necessary for a good portion of entertainment.
And neon lights for sure.