I spent the last part of my trip in Germany. I stayed with my friend Kristina; she was an exchange student in our high school and we’ve kept in touch over the years.
Drinking some German beer. I can’t remember. By this part of the trip I was pretty emotionally exhausted, had blisters on my feet and I was ready to relax and let Kristina be my guide.
Memorial of the Murdered Jews of Europe designed by Peter Eisenman. Kristina told me this memorial was pretty controversial because the architect is world-renown but Germans felt this wasn’t his best work. Kubrick-like monoliths stretch out of the ground at varying heights. Kristina, Jasper and I went through the negative spaces and I think she had a change of heart after interacting with the piece. She said it did feel kind of solitary, changing and confusing.
Kristina, Japser and I enjoying some dipped ice cream cones. Yumz.
Her parents live on a beautiful farm in Strausberg, Germany (about 20 mins outside of Berlin). They have a to-die-for farm.
Kristina said they are trying to build a factory farm down the street so on their front porch, her dad made a sign that says, “Yes to Farms, No to Factory Farming Here or Elsewhere”.
Kristina made bread, a cake topped with berries from the garden, egg scramble with their eggs, bacon from the neighbor. I was in brekkie heaven.
Berlin was great. I wish I had been able to stay longer. I flew from Berlin to London and had an overnight stay where I jumped on the Underground, picked a random stop (Leicester Square), had fish and chips and beer and watched the World Cup in a packed bar. Met a few sweeties, smoked too many cigarettes then tipsily made my way back to the airport where I stayed in a super mod pay-by-the-hour Yotel.
Feels good to be back. XO