Berlin is the last city with Tom and Will before it’s a trio
of Omahans. The original plan was for them to stick around until the 4th
when we parted ways, but since Tom is incredibly disorganized and immature he
booked a flight a day early on accident. For their day we rented bikes, which
caused me to immediately revert into a grade school state, making skid marks
everywhere and standing tall on my pedals like a boss. It was a good way to see
the Berlin Wall, Museum Island, some huge city park, and more. That was until
it started raining and we all (Becca in particular) almost died during our Tour
d’Berlin mad sprint because crossing streets here is incredibly similar to a
level of Frogger but without the crocodiles trying to eat you (that might have happened
too, can’t be too sure). That, and
I might have led us like salmon going upstream in traffic at one point.
Details.
| Tom couldn't have been more pumped. At the beginning. |
We shared a solid last supper and cruised through a game of
Kings in the lobby bar before the chosen ones departed in the morning for
Amsterdam. Spent the second day walking around and reading the Topography of
Terror, a 200 m stretch of the Berlin wall chronicling the rise and fall of the
Nazi party. Pretty heavy stuff. We ate at a place with the waitresses dressed
in sassy St. Paulli’s Girl costumes, and by that I mean traditional German garb
that American girls have defaced over the years. Becca then had a sudden,
irresistible urge to go shopping and I accompanied her because chivalry isn’t
dead when I don’t want it to be. Even though Goose warned that all the stores
were going to be closed (he was right), we told him we couldn’t stop going in
all these amazing stores and came back with one souvenir after about an hour. Relaxed
that night because we were just dead, and we followed our “longer sleep” by
waking up too late anyways and missing our train to Frankfurt. Nice.
Onto the Euroromp Power Ranking:
Hostel – 8.5
The hostel was a nice clean spot with a very kind hostel
management that spoke English. Based on Prague’s language barrier experience of
a lifetime, everyone speaking English in Germany was a great thing for us naïve
travelers. Everyone has agreed with me that everyone else in the world needs to
“just learn to speak American.” This hostel had air conditioning as well which
we’ve learned to wholeheartedly embrace, and the only real knocks were a) no
real nightlife opportunities presented and b) two people in our room with
severe throat conditions, one snorer and one cougher. The latter reason wasn’t
necessarily the hostel’s fault, but it did put a damper on the hostel
experience. The snorer put on an absolute clinic and had perfected the art of
“The Snore Tease” - when the snorer presents you a brief recluse and a glimmer
of hope with silence for about 5 seconds. You exhale, close your eyes again, prepare
to snooze andddd OH MY GOD HE’S BACK. Snore teasers give you a calm before the
storm and come back with a vengeance – louder than ever. The cougher was the
Batman to the snorer’s Robin though. He was the true hero of the night, hacking
away like he just emerged from deep within the catacombs of a West Virginia
coal mine and coughing was his only hope of survival. He coughed for a good
hour and a half strait until Becca cracked and shouted at him “JUST GO GET SOME
WATER!” Nonetheless, the hostel had a good location next to the Berlin wall
and, more importantly, a kebab shop, and was clean enough for a solid ranking.
| Hippies!!!! But seriously, the Berlin wall was cool. |
Food – 9
Food got a 9 because its food was the same style as Vienna’s
and Prague’s but just a notch better, and not quite as good as Italy’s or Spain’s.
Sorry Germany.
Sites – 7
We gave sites a 7 because during the last century Germany
went through three of the most tragically awful mistakes/wars of all time, so I
guess you could call these years “rebuilding years” if they were a college
football program, except they are literally still rebuilding. It’s amazing that
it’s in the condition it even is because the Berlin wall came down just over 20
years ago, but unfortunately the allies bombed the shit out of the city (sorry
about that) and in the old, cool-looking German buildings’ spot they put Weiner
Schnitzel stores, offices, and boring things. But some parts by the river
remain pretty cool to walk around.
| God we are SO crazy. |
As aforementioned, this is a 200 m stretch of the Berlin
wall chronicling the rise and fall of some psychos named Hitler, Goebells and
Himler that really didn’t like Jews. I mean, I don’t like how greedy they are
either sometimes but I’m not about to go and do that. Becca and I concurred
this would be like Obama’s campaign consisting of, “You want change??? We’re
going to have to kill every Mexican in site then.” That would be followed by a
majority of American inexplicably agreeing, and following suit. It’s insane and
totally out of my grasp how this event even happened and still seems almost
fake.
The adjacent
building details concentration camps, German influence in other countries, and houses
copious amounts of unnecessarily graphic, sad, yet curious pictures of piles of
dead bodies in their mass graves. I read every panel of the outdoor monument
like a history geek should and that took a solid two hours. On the 3rd
of July, it was only appropriate. We ended the reading tour seeing a picture of
a bunch of U.S. soldiers planting a U.S. flag on top of the Reichstag, which
drew a huge fist pump from me like it was the glorious end to a fiction novel.
| You're welcome, world |
Nightlife – 6*
* = we were exhausted
and it was a weekday
Weekdays hurt the ranking, and we just stayed around the hostel. It’s unfair to Berlin considering we’ve heard it’s one of the most fun cities in Europe, but unfair to the other cities we have ranked if we went off word of mouth instead of experience.
Weekdays hurt the ranking, and we just stayed around the hostel. It’s unfair to Berlin considering we’ve heard it’s one of the most fun cities in Europe, but unfair to the other cities we have ranked if we went off word of mouth instead of experience.
A disappointing 39 puts Berlin in 8th1) Rome - 46
1) Prague - 46
2) Madrid - 44
3) Barca - 43.5
4) Vienna - 41.5
4) Venice - 41.5
5) Nice - 41
6) Genoa - 39.5
7) Florence - 39.25
1) Prague - 46
2) Madrid - 44
3) Barca - 43.5
4) Vienna - 41.5
4) Venice - 41.5
5) Nice - 41
6) Genoa - 39.5
7) Florence - 39.25
8) Berlin - 39
10) Marseille - 38
11) Narbonne - 36
- Andrew
10) Marseille - 38
11) Narbonne - 36
- Andrew
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