Berlin you sexy city, you. Small wonder why everyone speaks so highly of you. Everybody is so stylish, in that excellent, understated Berlin way. I could say its hipster at its best, but I think it goes above and beyond that... more like slickster. I mean that it the most complimentary way. Please forgive the typos, I'm not a fan (nor pro) of iPad typing.
The hostels here are far nicer than most hotels I've ever stayed in-- slick, stylish and modern, excellent staff, and clean as can be. They are really quite like everything here. Of course I'm enamoured, and removed from the drudgery of daily working life, but the charm of this place is hard to resist for a young man of Torontonian origins.
Last night, after meeting up with Canadrian (and going for a Chinese massage) we went on an 'alternative' pub crawl, where we (~30 of us) did shots in a convenience store, mobbed several u-bahns, visited some funky nightlife spots, had absinthe properly (though I am still not a fan), and I capped the night of by giving dancing lessons to a very nice teacher from Luxembourg. Who said you need to know how to dance to teach someone?
This morning was not the sunniest feeling morning, so after waking early to check out, I visited the Deutsch equivelant of the Bay, where I proceeded to drool over all the awesome cookware and kitchen tools. I managed to stuff a good deal into my now quite plump travelpack. Tasting all of these regional foods while traveling has re-awakened my love of the culinary world.
While visiting the memorial of terrors (a large photo exhibit of the third reich, near checkpoint Charlie) I came upon the idea of doing a masters degree focusing on propaganda, as the control, manipulation and dissemination of (mis)information is a key tool in the bag of all large organizations past and present-- and understanding how people are affected/influenced is a skill that I believe would be beneficial in shaping how our future unfolds.
This darling of a city will be hard to say goodbye to, and I think that my gut was right in thinking that this should be the next place that I call home.
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