Berlin ~ eine irreführende Stadt

My impression of Berlin is one of masterful deception. She is a wonderfully deceptive city, but deceptive nonetheless.

As you walk around, you see these fantastic buildings that look old and wonderful. Take the Berliner Dom, for example.

My afternoon of sunbathing in front of the Berliner Dom

This beaut is actually only 18 years old. The history of this building starts in 1451, it was destroyed by Allied bombs in 1944, and restoration completed in 1993. During the restoration, specific stones were used that appear to be older than they actually are. “Distressed”, just like Pottery Barn!

The Deutscher Dom, with its fantastic blue dome, is only 23 years old.

Deutscher Dom

If you visit Berlin in 2014 (at the earliest), you will be able to see the Berlin Palace, which was built in approximately in 1701 and is simply a hole in the ground right now. It will look just like it did in the 1700s. Deceptive indeed!

Only one man had the forethought and planning to save some of the great works of art, which is ironic because it was the response to his actions that resulted in annihilation of most Germany cities and their important buildings in the not so distant past. Hitler started taking down valuable and ancient statues from the tops of buildings as soon as he came into power. He buried some and wrapped others in chains to sink to the bottom of rivers. You can tell which statues have been recovered and replaced and which are re-creations simply by looking at the color.

Black = pre-war and survivor of a watery hibernation, green = post-war and potentially younger than you or I.

Top of Berliner Dom

We really jam-packed our 5 days in Berlin and saw so many amazing things! I have only included the few things that resounded strongly with me during our trip.

Memorial to the Murdered Jews of Europe- This is a spansive, yet un-complicated memorial left mainly to one’s individual interpretation. What struck me was the story behind the effort to protect the memorial. Graffiti is everywhere, all across Germany in fact, but the memorial is free of spray paint. In 2003, a project was started to coat the gray blocks in an anti-graffiti paint solution. The project was halted about a third of the way through. The media surfaced information linking the anti-graffiti paint company to a sister company who produced the chemical components used within gas chambers of the 1930s and 40s. The remainder of the project was completed, free of charge, by the paint company.

I found it interesting that such a stink was made about a sister-company. No one has stopped buying Hugo Boss, who himself was a member of the Nazi party, used prisoners of war and slave-laborors to sew clothes, and designed uniforms for the Hitler Youth, SS, and SA. What about Bayer and Mercedes Benz? I’m just saying.

 

East Side Gallery – This is the longest surviving portion of the Berlin Wall. One side is covered in graffiti, and not that interesting, while the other displays the works of over 100 different artists. Some of the works speak directly to the division of the city between 1961 and 1989, while others are just a pleasure to look at.


My favorite work contains the statement: so stark – und doch verletzbar – das Volk, der Mensch – der Wald, der Baum

so strong - and yet vulnerable - the people, the man - the forest, the tree

All of the wall pieces that still stand are completely exposed to the elements and human interference. We saw a teenager chipping away one day. It is fantastic to be able to see the wall, and touch it if you feel compelled, but at what cost? A lot of the paintings on the East Side Gallery have had to be re-done by the artists and some are lost forever. I feel confident that if the Berlin Wall stood somewhere in the United States, it would be covered by clear plexi-glass by now. Regardless of what the Germans choose to do with the pieces of wall that still stand, the ground will always hold the memory of those who where not allowed to trod freely atop it.

Berliner Mauer 1961-1989

Bebelplatz and Humboldt University – Bebelplatz was the location of the Nazi book burning of 1933. Humboldt University, locally known as a Nobel Prize factory because it has generated at least 40 Nobel Prize winners, sits across the street from the square. Everyday, as an act of continual repentance, the University sells books on the street of those authors who’s works were among the 20,000 burned.

Fat Tire Bike Tour – A friend recommended this tour to us, and I would highly recommend it to anyone else. We were hesitant to get on bikes for 4 hours in the cold and blustery winds of Berlin’s December, but it was a blast. I found it completely impossible not to chuckle out-load (over and over again) at eighteen auslanders (foreigners) on bikes trying to traverse the streets, parks, and locals of Berlin with minimal damage or loss. I think Joe is contemplating the purchase of a beach cruiser to replace his stolen mountain bike. Anyone find resemblances?

photo credit - www.passportforthesoul.com

 

 

 

 

 

 

Bis später, Berlin!

die Einmann Schau

This was our first Christmas without family or close friends near-by, so to get in the holiday spirit, Joe and I decided to buy tickets to a production of A Christmas Carol at the local theatre. It turned out to be an experience full of surprises!

We had the tickets several weeks in advance and were actually really looking forward seeing our first play in German. As an early Christmas gift, Joe gave me the Robert Zemeckis version of Eine Weihnachts Geschichte on DVD and we watched it in English (with German subtitles) as a refresher. I played Ebenezer Scrooge in the 6th grade Holiday Play, so I needed little to trigger my memory of the story’s details! (To be honest, I had to write most of my lines 25 times each because I kept messing them up. I can still recite several of them today. However, the demise of my acting career is a tale for another time.)

Surprise #1 – The day before the production, a friend told Joe that it would be presented in English. Oh, really?! We were disappointed, but more so confused about how this critical piece of information went un-noticed.

Surprise #2 – We decided to go to the Christmas market before the show started and have dinner there. The theater was on the same street as the market, so we stopped by to confirm what time the doors opened. The poster on the window advertised, “A Christmas Carol – Brian Barnes, One Man Theatre”. Oh, really? This detail must have been lost in translation. For the entirety of dinner, we contemplated how it would be possible to reenact the story with only one person. Joe’s hypothesis: holograms. Mine: smoke and mirrors.

We got into the theater and found a seat. The stage contained only 5 items: a desk, a chair, a coat rack, a sleeping jacket, and a night cap. Ok, a prop-less, back drop-less, one man theatre it is! Then a weird phone started ringing. Not someone’s cell phone, but an old-school real phone, from somewhere within the theater. Joe leans in for his best Brian Barnes impression, “I’m sorry, its Brian. I’m sick. The show is cancelled.” The phone rings again a few minutes later. Me, “Hi, its Brian. I really am hung over. Do I have an under-study?” It rings a third time, some minutes later. “Perhaps someone in the audience can do the show. You really only need just one.”

So it begins. One man who is at least 70 years old, five props, and two native English speakers at the English presentation of A Christmas Carol. Here comes surprise #3 – all the Germans, for whom English is a second language don’t forget, are laughing at jokes…in English…that I don’t get! Oh, really? What is going on here?!

We sit for an hour and a half straight, fixated on one man telling the story of one Christmas Eve in London. It was amazing. He was a true story-teller, with no pomp and circumstance needed to weave a tale of fear, enlightenment, and redemption. A reminder of the forgotten entertainment of yesteryear.

After thunderous applause from the audience of 50ish, he uttered the only three German words of the evening, “Would you like eine kleine Zugabe?” (a small encore?)

As we walked home I pondered the last surprising realization for the evening (#4): How can a 70+ year old man remember a 90+ minute monologue, while I struggle to remember 5- vocabulary words in German from one day to the next?

God bless us, everyone!

die Weihnachtsmärkte

Weihnachtsmärkte (Christmas Markets) are definitely all that they are cracked up to be in Germany. I  must admit, we were kind of slutty in visiting as many as possible this year.

Freiburg – We started of at the home front, taking Liv to the Freiburg Market on its opening day. The market is quaint, with the Rathaus proudly lit in the background.

Freiburg Rathaus

Including Liv in the adventure was not a good idea. The ground was covered in so many delicious morsels to vacuum up that we were literally dragging her by the collar to the point of choking. Breathing or eating? Breathing or eating? My dear Hündchen always picks eating!

We tried to carry her, but due to tight quarters, she started plate-and-cup-surfing from beneath my arm!

Hungry Hund

 

Heidelberg – Next was Heidelberg with 5 different markets in total. The Schloss is a beautiful backdrop for ice skating at Karlsplatz (and also on the list of 1000 Places!!).  The picture below is of a German candle pyramid. These are typical German Christmas decorations and can range from very simple to quite lavish. Before people had access to books, history was told through stories and plays. Parents would make small little people and adorn a multi-level pyramid with them. Then, candles were lit, which created enough heat to move the propellers of the wind-mill. As the wind-mill turned the figures on the pyramid, parents would tell their children the associated story.

German candle pyramid

This one was particularly large and hosted a Glühwein stand below! I wonder if it would fit in my apartment? I would let the neighbors have as much free Glühwein as they wanted!

 

Mannheim –Mannheim is really close to Heidelberg, so we took a day trip here to check out the Christmas Market where “Santa goes to shop”! The Wasserturm (Water Tower) is beautiful and the market completely encircles it. 

Mannheim Wasserturm

We discovered “Langos” at the Mannheim Market, a delicious Hungarian treat! Deep fried flat bread, covered in your personal selection of toppings. We went for the traditional sour cream and cheese. Yum!

Mannheim Weihnachtsmarkt

 

Nürnberg – The Nürnberg Market definitely had the most character! There are so many visual delights at each of the stalls, that it is easy to forget to look up and see the beautiful landmarks of the city. The market is nestled so perfectly amongst the 14th century Schöner Brunnen (Beautiful Fountain), 14th century Frauenkirche (Church of Our Lady), and 13th century St. Sebalduskirche, Nürnberg’s oldest church.

Ornament and decoration stall

 

13th century St. Sebalduskirche

Then, to top it all off, every once in a while a festively decorated horse-drawn carriage rolls by. When there are Clydesdales, you know you’re in a good place!

Clydesdales on Fleisch brüke

What was really interesting was that each of Nürnberg’s sister cities (Nice, France – Glasgow, Scotland, Prague, CR – Atlanta – Venice, Italy – and more) had its own stall with local/typical food and wares. “Atlanta” was selling Oreos, Harley-Davidson products, Jim Beam, Hershey’s, and traditional stockings, just to name a few. Funny.

Weihnachtsmark stalls on the Hauptmarkt

 

Colmar, France – It’s not Germany, and therefore not a “German Christmas Market” I know. However, the conversation usually goes like this: Want to go to France for the evening? Sure, why not. So we did, and it was well worth the trip!

There were many different squares in Colmar, filled with Christmas goodies. We wandered from street to street with our friends, enjoying the picturesque atmosphere of Colmar at night, decked out for the season. We finished up the evening with chocolate crepes…délicieux.

Colmar, France

 

Munich – Munich had endless options for marketing, and according to 1000 Places To See Before You Die, is only rivaled by Nürnberg. Good thing we went to both! The Medieval Market in Munich was serving up Mead and fish right off the wood-burning stove. Another market had an ice skating rink, for anyone who was brave enough and willing to become the evening’s entertainment for those watching from the viewing deck.

We discovered Glühbier at the Munich Christmas Market! It is hot, cherry-flavored beer!

Glühbier and Christmas Beer

 

Pink Christmas

We also discovered “Pink Christmas” in Munich, the all-pink, gay, Christmas Market.

 

 

 

 

Munich has an amazing Neues Rathaus (NewTown Hall). The architecture is so ornate and Gothic that you think it is a church at first glance. The church, Frauenkirche (Church of Our Lady), is actually the two domes with the clocks in the left of the picture.

Neues Rathaus and Frauenkirche

Together, with the Weihnachtsbaum (Christmas tree), they create a beautiful backdrop for reveling in the Christmas spirit on Marienplatz.

The Walls on Marienplatz

 

So, you ask, which market was my favorite?  The one with the Glühwein and the good company!