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Flensi #bier #berlin #craft #white (Taken with Instagram)

Flensi #bier #berlin #craft #white (Taken with Instagram)

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Kongresshalle (Haus der Kulturen der Welt)

Despite having lived here for almost two years, I made my first visit to this building only a couple of weeks ago with some friends as part of our first “Cycle the Bär” trip (Mitte edition) (more on that later(possibly)).

The swoop of the roof is indeed magnificent, a powerful display of the potential of concrete, and some of the detailing and mixing of textures is sublime. The main gallery space on the ground floor has just enough light and space to stop the ’80s, UK university department material pallete from becoming suffocating, and is indeed quite charming in places.

As luck would have it, whilst we were wandering around the terrasse pondering the use of the lightwells as dancing podiums for one of the nearby-housed-government’s notoriously debauched shindigs, we were treated to the sounds of the fourth largest glockenspiel IN THE WORLD, at the nearby Canillon. Apprently this space is also a very handy homeless shelter in the winter, should you ever find yourself in that position.

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I Love Sexy German Berlin

I Love Sexy German Berlin

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70s mass housing at Kottbusser Tor, last week.

70s mass housing at Kottbusser Tor, last week.

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Neues Jahr, Neuer Kiez…

Baaack. 

It’s been a long time since I posted anything, but I have to stress it’s had nothing to do with lack of inspiration. Perhaps it’s more due to the fact I’ve moved house twice, changed jobs twice and just generally inflicted a great deal of personal upheaval upon myself. Or maybe I’m just a lazy bum. Probably the latter.

Anyway, I now find myself more settled and excited to explore my new surroundings. Starting with…my new front garden (normally it’s a bit wetter). Transformed by the weather into a Schlittschuhläufer’s paradise.  In amongst the freezing weather/broken limbs from falling off your bike/darkness induced depression, I love that winter also brings a totally new aspect to parts of the city, giving opportunities for unexpected and unplanned joy. Provided you are appropriately dressed, natürlich.

Taped-up tins of tuna (two different colours of tape, obviously) form the basis for an impromptu game of curling. Why not?

Winter is also the time of one of my favourite scenes: kids who don’t walk anywhere for Months, instead getting their parents to ferry them everywhere on these nifty wee toboggans. Alas, it’s only a few days later and already the canal is thawing, the streets cleared of snow and those poor children with only a couple of weeks of toboggan-taxi under their belts. Schade.