when a man is tired of london, they say, he is tired of life. what, i wonder, would they say about a man who was bored of Berlin. ok, i put my hands up – that man is me. i've just come back from a weekend in the German capital and all i can say is booooooooooooooooooooring. no offence meant, you understand. had a lovely afternoon wandering around looking at some nice edgy/interesting boutiques and homewares shops, and had a brilliant 5-star hotel experience (including a great blackhead busting facial) but saturday and sunday were total washouts. ok, so no city is particularly great in the rain but i just didn't get it. sometimes you go to a city and get the feeling there are great things going on, if only you knew where to look for them. in Berlin i felt like everyone had gone on holiday without telling us where!
i did like the currywurst, though.
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