First stop - The Shoe Shop!
We desperately needed new shoes, well maybe not 'new' but another pair, something a bit more comfortable. Stupidly enough I had only brought one pair of high heeled boots (trying to travel in style with only hand luggage -mistake).
The first shop we came across was an Adidas shop. Normally I wouldn't even have bothered going into one, but this was a "comfortable shoe mission" and since my feet were not feeling nor looking great at this point this was now a priority - we needed shoes ASAP.
I must say that I was pleasantly surprised. I could walk for hours with my new feet pillows. They might look like normal shoes, but they are fluffy on the inside (like that ugg material). Heaven!
Enough about the shoes....
Second stop - The Berlin Wall.
It was a bit hard seeing the wall as a "Anti-Fascist Protection Rampart", because it was covered in such creative/beautiful/interesting/political art pieces.
After we walked alongside the remains of the old wall, we turned into "East" Berlin. Straight away I noticed a difference in the architecture, graffiti, the shops and the people. It seems as though the people of this community turned something bad into something good and created an escape where freedom is the key in every expression. There were a-lot of bohemian cafes, galleries, and weird independent shops. Probably a good place to go if you want to get to know the "real" Berlin.
Someone had hung up red apples in a tree. It looked so bizarre - a dead tree in the middle of winter, covered in red apples. Would you call that art?
We randomly came across the best sushi restaurant ever. By the way; this only happens if you walk everywhere.
Sure you might get lost a few times. Sure your feet will pretty much bleed at the end of it, but this is how you find those little 'gems'.
Some bits and bobs we picked up in some independent record shop owned by the nicest old man (who did not speak a word of English).
Walking back following our own "North Star" The TV tower (thank you Heather Schaffer for the reference) we came across the strangest.....well I don't know what to call it...."shop"?
Well have a look, what do you think it is? Because I'm not really sure.
This was just "plopped" in a normal area amongst other shops. In the window they had Champagne glasses filled with white powder and some plastic wraps.
In the "shop" there was only a counter in the back with a sign that read "Self service motherfuckers"- and that was it.
Haha...what!? Berlin is so strange.