Sunday, July 8, 2012

Ich bin Berliner

Click here to see pictures (including a lot from the East Side Gallery) from my visit in Berlin.

Yesterday I set out to explore the city of Berlin on foot.  I walked about 15 minutes from the hostel to Alexander Platz in Mitte, the center of the city.  I first walked to the Memorial to Homosexuals Persecuted Under Nazism, and then across the street to the Memorial to the Murdered Jews of Europe.  I really liked what the plaque at the Memorial to Homosexuals said, so I took a picture (it's in the album linked above).  The memorial to the murdered Jews is really interesting.  From a distance it looks like a city block full of differently sized headstones and tombs.  However, when you enter and walk toward the center, the stones become taller and taller, so that from the center you feel like you are walled in by graves on all sides.  It is a very visible monument in the heart of the city.  Underground they have an information center that tells the stories of Jews who were murdered during the holocaust and their families.  What I found particularly interesting in the information center was their emphasis on personal stories.  They even have a database to look up any Jew in the Holocaust because one of their missions is that no one’s name or life story will be forgotten.  It was a really moving exhibit.

After visiting the memorial, I continued walking and saw the Neue Wache, a monument to all those lost in war.  The remains of an unidentified concentration camp victim are buried there along with the remains of an unidentified soldier.  The statue is of a woman cradling her dead son, and there is a hole in the ceiling above the statue so that she is exposed to the elements of the weather at all times.  It’s another really moving memorial.

I continued walking through Mitte and visited the Berlin Dome.  It is the largest Protestant Church in Europe.  It is very ornately decorated throughout, but the best part of the tour was the climb to the dome.  The climb actually takes you outside to the roof of the church, and from there you can see an incredible view of the city. 

I took a break after climbing the dome and ate lunch at a little café nearby.  I had a banana and nutella crepe and a “Lift” apple soda.  Crepes and apple soda might just be my favorite European foods.  J

After lunch it was time for my much anticipated visit to the DDR Museum.  DDR stands for Deutsche Demokratische Republik, which was the official name of East Germany during the Cold War.  The museum was fascinating!  It was really well designed to have lots of interactive, hands-on exhibits including games and audiovisual elements.  They even had a Trabi, which were the cars issued in the DDR, that you could climb inside and pretend to drive.  The “social education” exhibit was really interesting (and scary).  Apparently one of the facets of the education system was a “potty bench” where an entire class had to sit on restroom breaks, and remain until the last person had finished.  They also had a typical apartment set up and decorated which was great.  I learned about the roots of the “punk” movement, nude beaches in the DDR, the “kiss of brotherly love,” the block party voting system, mail order catalogues in the DDR, travel restrictions, and a host of other really interesting topics.  I spent a few hours in there.  It was definitely my favorite museum so far on this trip, just rivaled by the Hospital in the Rock.

When I left the DDR Museum it was pouring rain, but never fear, I had my trusty rain jacket and plenty of daylight left.  I took the metro up to the Berlin Wall Documentation Center.  It was not quite what I expected – mainly just a section of the wall that is still standing along with some outdoor exhibits to read.  However, what was really cool about the center was the Church of Reconciliation.  The original Church of Reconciliation was surrounded by the Berlin Wall when it was built in 1961.  The outer wall went just in front of the church, and the inner wall went just behind it, making it accessible only to the border guards in this “death zone” of the fall.  The congregation was forced to hold services elsewhere.  In 1985, the DDR government demolished the church.

After the wall fell in 1989, the land was eventually returned to the congregation.  In 1999, they began constructing a new Chapel of Reconciliation.  It is made from rammed earth, and the earth that they use actually contains pieces of glass and other materials that made up the original church.  It is now a small chapel that continues the mission of reconciliation in the community and world around it.  Beside the chapel is a Statue of Reconciliation sculpted by Josefina de Vasconcellos.  The same statue was also placed in Coventry Cathedral in London, Peace Park in Hiroshima, and Stormont Castle in Belfast – to represent reconciliation in places that were badly damaged by World War II.

This morning I again left the hostel with a plan.  After stopping by the train station to buy my ticket for tomorrow’s journey to Prague, I took the streetcar down to the East Side Gallery.  Wow!  It is amazing.  I absolutely loved the 1.2 km of wall that is now the world’s largest outdoor art gallery.  Artists from 29 different countries originally created the East Side gallery after the fall of the wall in 1990 as a collaborative effort.  Today some of the work as faded and been duplicated, some has graffiti additions, but most is still there – telling a wonderful story of freedom, celebration, peace, and the triumph of the human spirit.  The atmosphere surrounding the gallery is also great.  There are, of course, tons of tourists, and lots o hipsters and artists and musicians, but for the most part everyone was very kind and polite, being sure to stay out of my way when I snapped pictures and enjoying the awesome artwork together.  The back side of the wall is entirely covered with street art and graffiti, as is every open surface within a few blocks. 

After renewing my soul at the East Side Gallery I journeyed to the Jewish Museum.  I found its exhibits really interesting, particularly one about the lives of Jewish women during the Middle Ages.  The museum covers the history of German Jews all the way from around 400 to the present. It is a ton of information , but it is very well done and covers important topics.  The museum traces roots of discrimination against German Jews all the way to the Middle Ages.  It also features an exhibit that explores the similarities and differences between Judaism, Islam, and Christianity.  The last exhibit tells stories of Jews who grew up in Germany, Switzerland, and Austria after World War II.

My last stop in Berlin was the Topography of Terror exhibit.  This exhibit stands on what were once the offices of Hiter’s Gestapo and later the DDR secret police.  It has an in-depth outdoor exhibit about the Nazi party’s tactics to gain and hold control, and to discriminate aainst homosexuals, Gypsies, handicapped people, and Jews.  Inside there is even more information.  It was good information, but there was a thunderstorm, and I was very tired, so about halfway through I headed on back to the hostel.

Berlin is not a pretty city.  It’s loud.  It’s filled with concrete; it’s gritty and dirty.  There are broken beer and liquor bottles all over the sidewalks.  When I accidentally step in the bike lane on the sidewalk, I get screamed at, cursed at, and narrowly escape bodily harm.    Bikers do not just steer around me like the friendly folks in Budapest.  However, the resilience of the human spirit here is incredible.  Berlin is composed of counter-culture, modern art, punk music, and a talent for constantly reinventing itself.  Rick Steves described Berlin as “Europe’s biggest construction zone,” and I’d have to agree with him, both literally and figuratively.  I would love to come back and spend a few days just visiting the art museums here.  Of course, by then it may be a completely different city.  It’s been an incredible visit, and I’m so glad I got to see the Berlin of 2012. 

Thursday, July 5, 2012

Unexpected Delight


Day 3: Budapest



I woke up around 10:30 a.m., shocked that we had slept so late!  We were both feeling pretty tired from the long day before, but nonetheless we headed to Margaret Island.  Margaret Island is an island in the Danube between the Buda and Pest sections of the city.  No cars are allowed on the island, and it is basically a giant park filled with sports fields, a natural area including a waterfall, and walking paths.  We took our time walking around the island and enjoying the beauty around us.



Then we decided to head to the Parliament building.  We took the metro to the building, but sadly they had sold out of tickets for tours that day.  Instead, we headed over to Freedom Square.  Freedom Square features a monument celebrating the Soviet victory over the Nazis.  It is controversial in Budapest today, because many Hungarians remember the Soviet occupation with a lot of bitterness.  The country has only been independent since 1989.



There was a nice café at the square where we enjoyed a leisurely lunch.  I got a Hungarian sampler plate that included various salamis, a hot pepper, onions, cucumbers, bread, and a spread made from feta cheese and Hungarian spices. 



After lunch we decided to check out some other famous baths across the city, so we took the metro over to check them out.  These baths were incredible!  They had at least 7 different pools, all different temperatures.  A really beautiful old building, complete with sculptures of various sea monsters, surrounded the outdoor pools.  Each pool had fountains, jets, and bubblers.  One included a lazy river, and another had a floating chessboard.



We left the baths, changed and showered at the hotel, and dressed up for a nice dinner.  Our plan was to check out the Citadel in Buda.  It is on a hill above the city, and we hoped we could find a place to eat overlooking the sunset on Pest and the Danube.  When we got to the Citadel, we first checked out the Church in the Cave.  It is literally a Catholic church carved out of a cave in the side of a mountain.  It was closed, but a friendly priest let us in anyway to look around.  Wow!  It was so amazing and peaceful.  We hadn’t expected to see it, and we were so glad we got to have a look.  It was different than the Hospital in the Rock, because in the hospital it didn't look like a cave.  All the walls were covered with concrete or brick.  In the church they had left the walls natural, so it seemed simple, and it was very beautiful.



After stopping by the church we began to hike to the top of the hill, where there is a large cross and looked to be a beautiful view.  The hike was a lot longer than we expected.  We were all dressed up for dinner, and poor Lisa was wearing heels.  We decided, though, that the view would be great, so we kept climbing.  After a little while, we realized that we seemed to have missed the cross and were approaching the Liberty statue on the other side of Buda.  Somehow the paths are connected, and there weren’t signs to direct us.  It was a super long climb, but the view at the top was spectacular.  The liberty statue is so giant, and in the darkness she glowed as a symbol of freedom to everyone in the city below.  The view of the city was also gorgeous, with everything lit up like the night before, and the moon was just as beautiful.  We spent some time gazing and the Liberty Statue and the city below.



Then we walked around the opposite way from where we came.  We found the best restaurant!  We were able to sit outside, just overlooking the glowing city below.  It was an incredible view.  I had chicken paprika, another traditional Hungarin meal, and a Hungarian Riesling.  Delicious food, a marvelous view, and wonderful conversation made for a magical evening.  The view was literally breathtaking.  The fact that we ended up there completely by accident made it even better.



We took a taxi back to the hotel, and again fell into bed, ready to sleep until our flight the next morning to Ellmendingen, Germany.

Beautiful Buda


Day 2: Budapest

I met Lisa at the airport in Budapest.  Her flight arrived about an hour after mine, so I had time to collect my luggage and go through customs.  While waiting, I struck up a conversation with a girl who seemed about my age and knew English.  She works for an exchange program with a nearby university, and was waiting for a student to arrive.  It quickly became apparent that nearly all the Hungarians in Budapest spoke really great English.



Lisa arrived and we took a cab to our hotel.  We stayed on Vaci Utca, which was a great location.  It’s a pedestrian shopping street in the heart of the city.  We went to an Italian restaurant beside our hotel for a late dinner of pizza and beer, and had a great time catching up.  We’ve never really had time to hang out just the two of us, and it was such a gift to spend a few days together in such an amazing city.



Our first day in Budapest was very busy.  We probably fit in 3 days worth of activities.  We began with a hop-on hop-off bus tour after the continental breakfast at the hotel.  Unfortunately we got a little lost looking for the bus to begin the tour, and this proved to be a pattern throughout the trip.  Eventually we found the bus and began our tour.



The first stop where we got off was at the House of Terror.  The House of Terror is a museum comparing the Nazi occupation of Budapest to the Soviet occupation.  I had read that it was very good and was hoping to see it.  Unfortunately, the museum was closed.  We decided to walk down to the next stop on the tour, Hero’s Square.  On the way we stopped by a coffee bar and got lemonade.  It was delicious!  The barista made it from carbonated water, fresh lemons, fresh oranges, simple syrup, and ice. 



At Hero’s Square we enjoyed the monument and walked around the perimeter to look at the beautiful buildings.  There are some famous thermal baths there with a gorgeous view.  Then we caught the bus and continued on the route.



The next stop was in the castle district.  We went to see the famous church of St. Matthew.  It’s really awesome because it has a beautiful roof made of all kinds of different tiles.  The inside was neat too, with some exhibits about the history of the church.  A lot of it was covered because they are doing restoration work on the building.  Beside the church was the Fisherman’s Bastion.  It is basically a series of bridges and overlooks of the beautiful city below.  We enjoyed that view, then continued on to the Hospital in the Rock.



The Hospital in the Rock was awesome!  It is hidden in a cave near the castle district.  During World War II, the Hungarians built a hospital underground into the cave.  It was meant for civilians, but eventually the German army took it over and soldiers were treated there as well.  It was equipped with high-tech (for the time) medical equipment and machinery.  During the Cold War, they expanded onto the hospital to create a secret medical facility complete with a nuclear bunker.  In 2007, they turned it into a museum.  It is one of the most interesting things I have ever seen.  They have the rooms set up as they were, complete with was figures to represent doctors and patients.  They even have authentic medical equipment such as x-rays, sterilizing machines, and surgical tools from the 40s through the 60s.  There are 2 pressure chambers designed to force all the air out of the hospital in case of a nuclear or biochemical attack, several hidden escape ways, and an air ventilation system.  The pipes for the air conditioning and fuel tanks were disguised above ground as sprinklers and rain pipes. 



The Cold War portion of the exhibit included “nuclear attack survival kits” complete with an after solution and a shot that slowed the spread of nuclear radiation in the nervous system.  Unfortunately, the kits didn’t contain the anecdote to the shot.  We also got to see tons of Hungarian issued gas masks and radioactive protective suits, the nuclear bunker, and air raid sirens.  It was such a cool opportunity!



We left the Hospital in the Rock and went to the Gellert baths.  These are famous baths from the Hungarian thermal springs in Budapest.  The springs were actually first found and used by Celtic tribes, then the Romans, then Attila the Hun, and it has continued even into the present.  We had a great time at the baths.  It was unusually hot (90s to 100s) and it felt great to go swimming and relax.  We stayed for a few hours enjoying the cooler water.



We left the baths and went to a café for a beer.  After the beer we headed to the Danube for a night cruise.  The cruise was amazing!  (And, it was included with our hop-on hop-off ticket!)  We took the 9 p.m. cruise.  Everything in Budapest is lit up at night, and it is really a beautiful city with the reflections off the water.  The moon was also perfect – orange and hanging low.  The cruise included a really good informational audio recording that pointed out the different brightly lit sites and explained their history.



The cruise lasted one hour.  We headed back to the hotel, showered, and then went to dinner (yes at this point it was 11 p.m.)  Of course, a lot of restaurants were no longer serving food, but we found a nice one on the square near our hotel and I ordered goulash soup, the typical Hungarian meal.  Around 1 a.m. we fell into bed, exhausted, but happy.

My Goodness My Guinness

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Day 1: Dublin

I landed in Dublin around 7 a.m. their time (2 p.m. EST).  I actually slept more on the plane than I expected, and felt fairly refreshed.  Upon landing, I tried to check-in to my flight with Aer Lingus but was told I would have to wait until 1 p.m. (the plane left at 3:30 p.m.).  So . . . I decided to explore the city.   It took some doing because I didn’t want to lug my whole bag with me all day, but I found a place near the airport where I could leave my luggage, and then I set off to find a taxi.



The taxi I found was already reserved.  He said he was waiting for some diplomats returning from the U.S.  However, he was very excited I was spending a few hours in Dublin and set about to draw me out a little itinerary of everywhere he recommended I visit.  He also pointed to me to the best bus to get downtown, explaining it was cheaper than a taxi, and wished me luck.



I took the bus downtown and walked a bit in Dublin to see the sights.  The city was pretty empty.  After all, it was 9:30 on a Sunday morning.  I decided that my best bet to use the few hours I had was to head to the Guinness Storehouse, which I knew was open, and make a morning of it.



It took about an hour to walk to the Storehouse, which was fine since I had been cooped up on a plane for 6 hours previously.  I used my little map from the cab driver and found it pretty easily.  Inside there was a great tour all about the history of the Guinness Company and the process of making their beer.  Apparently, Arthur Guinness (founder of the company) signed a lease for the location of the brewery for 9000 years.  They have it framed at the entryway to the exhibits.  They really emphasized the high quality of the water in the mountains nearby Dublin as an important factor in Guinness beer.



I didn’t realize that the Guinness Book of World Records had its roots in the Guinness beer company, but apparently it began as a way to settle disputes in bar conversations about which bird was biggest, which gun was fastest, etc.  They also had a whole exhibit of Guinness advertisements through the years, which was pretty neat to see.  Apparently Guinness has been instrumental in lobbying to make Saint Patrick’s Day an official holiday in the U.S.  Who knew?



At the end of the tour I received my free pint of Guinness and drank it in the Gravity Bar.  The bar is awesome – it’s a circular room surrounded completely by windows.  I had a fantastic view of the city, which was really nice.



After I finished my Guinness I walked a few blocks to the bus station and caught a bus back to the airport.  I made it right on time.  It was a quick visit, but the Guinness Storehouse was a great way to spend a few hours of my very long layover in Ireland.