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.