To celebrate passing our Danish language class and surviving our first three weeks in Denmark, myself and four other girls decided to go to Berlin. This was my first real time being in Germany (I don't think that the Frankfurt airport really counts) and it was amazing! We left on Tuesday night and after a delayed plane and taking the wrong S-bahn, we got to St. Christopher's hostel at 2am.
At first glance (and second and third) the public transportation system in Berlin is confusing so it's no wonder we got lost! By the end of our stay I could understand the system no problem....
None of us were too sure of what we wanted to do in Berlin, so what better than a free walking tour? We met at the Starbucks outside of the Brandenburg Gate only to see swarms of police officers and snipers atop the roofs. It turns out the the president of Israel had also picked that day to visit Berlin and we were told that the tour was cancelled for the day. Left to our own devices, us 6 girls (the 5 exchange students from Copenhagen and another girl we met from America but living in Germany) went to Kaufhaus des Westens - the 2nd biggest shopping centre in Europe. Just outside the centre was probably one of my favourite sites that I saw in Berlin; the Memorial Church. It was an old church that had been destroyed by the bombs of WWII.
We also saw the Victory Pillar, Bellevue Palace (residence of Horst Köhler, current president of Germany) and went to Potsdamer Platz where we had a traditional Berlin dinner. Then we went to SOAP a theatre production set in the bathroom. It wasn't in English, but then again there wasn't really any talking so it didn't matter much.
On Thursday there was no visiting president so the tour took place just fine. Our guide, Finn, was amazing! He took us around to see all of the main sites in Berlin: Brandenburg Gate, Holocaust Memorial Site, Hitler's Bunker, and the Gendarmenmarkt just to name a few things. After the 4 hour walk in the freezing cold we ended on Museum Island and went to the DDR Museum - an interactive museum illustrating what it was like to live in East Berlin. Afterwards we split up and Kelsey (the American living in Germany) and I went to see the Eastside Gallery which was amazing!
From top left: Daria, Claudia, Finn, Kelsey, Anda, Sylvia, and me
We finished the night with dinner at a blind restaurant. We chose our meals and then were lead (train style) by our blind waiter into the pitch black room where we were seated and served and fumbled around with our utensils and tried to guess what the room looked like, how many people there were, and what colour the napkins were (they were yellow...as we predicted). It was an incredible (and delicious) experience and I ate things that I probably wouldn't have had I been able to see what it was (ie. tomatoes).
On my final day in Berlin, we went to the Reichstag and got to go up to the top and peer out of the glass panels. I found the concept of using glass to represent the transparency of the government, and having the people able to look in from above to remind the government that the people are in charge so that another dictatorship doesn't occur very interesting.

We had currywurst for lunch - the deliciously unhealthy, and completely German, meal. At 2pm we met up for the Alternative City Tour and got to see another side of Berlin. We were taken through the back allies and side streets and shown the street art and graffiti that cover the cities' walls.
And alas the time came for me to leave beautiful, snowy, and freezing cold Berlin and return to Copenhagen (which I found out upon arrival was also freezing cold and in the middle of a snow storm which brought the S-tog to a halt and slowed the metro down to snail speed).
I thought that Berlin was an amazing city with a rich and recent history - I think that the next time that I go back to Berlin it will be completely different from this time. The city is constantly changing. However much I liked Berlin though, it still felt good to return home to Copenhagen and see the familiar streets once again. It's crazy how quickly Copenhagen has grown on me and how even though I've only been here three weeks, it feels like home already.
