Spreepark. Or Kulturpark Plänterwald as it was called before the Berlin wall fell and it got abandoned. It used to be the biggest amusement park in east Berlin and now it’s one of many abandoned sites in the city. We went there in the dark. Climbed the fence. Everyone was up for it. 15 of us +
Walked by Mustafas Kebab in Berlin. A street food stand that they say make the best kebab in the world. We’ve heard that one before. But since both Malmö and Berlin are great Kebab Metropolitans we had to try this one out. And yes. We can now all agree that it’s the best in the
Salon Zur Wilden Renate in Berlin. Have no words for this night. It was just insane. One big old apartment buidling in the middle of nowhere with dancefloors, staircases and little rooms everywhere. Felt as one giant houseparty. We left at 4isch and the line was just getting longer outside as they are open until noon the
Another day in Berlin. Started this day off by having a long breakfast at a hip café just next to our hostel. Morena bar. They make a really nice continental breakfast which is quite affordable from 4 euros and up depending on how many different cheeses, fruits etc you want with it. Warning for the
Went to this streetfood market just down the road from where we stayed in Kreuzberg. Street food in Berlin is a big and you always have a döner (kebab) or currywurst (curry sussage) place within the reach of your arms. Instead, on this market, they presented variations of street food from around the world, accompanied with great
Went on a 4 day trip to Berlin with a group of friends from my class at the media activist program. Never been to this european metropol as it has seemed mostly grey, dark and unintresting. But out of grey dark places rises maybe even more interesting things. We where a group of 15 that went down there
This gray, long winter really knows how to make me depressed. “Still I am not from Barcelona, I am not even from Madrid. I am a native of the North Pole And that can mess up any kid.” Like The Tallest Man on Earth sings. When you feel like a messed up kid go buy yourself
My friend Julia made her own bread last week and it tasted so good. You know bread so good that you just can’t stop eat it? That good. She promised it wasn’t hard and gave me the recipe. It has always been a little dream of mine, to make my own bread, so I tried.
In the last post we wrote that it’s pretty nice to pyssla from time to time. But what is that now again? For us, it’s a way to let some creativity loose. Making things. Changing things. Interpreting. Creating. Here’s a few photos from some “pyssel”. Lotta, our swedish friend based in upstate New York said that
Here’s the answers to our first “Questions & Answers”-session ever. See the original post here. There were so many questions so we split the answers up in a few posts, so don’t worry, there is more answers to come. And if there’s anything you want to know, just ask. How did it all start? I’am
