As my European adventure is coming to an end I spent the final days strolling through the neighborhood. (ChausseestraBe is the name of the street the flat is located on.) Ironically I was stopped twice today and asked for directions. This has happened numerous times since I started my Berlin visit. Each time I was more confident as I gave advice about how to get to their destination. One day the person asking only spoke German and I was still able to understand what street he was searching for! Today two young ladies stopped and asked how to get to the TV Tower. When I pulled out my trusty, well worn map they were surprised and remarked oh you are visiting too? One gal was from Israel and one from Poland. Everyone who has asked for directions has been so grateful. Of course I am also thankful when I ask for and receive assistance.
I hope you enjoy a few photos from my last days in Berlin. I will miss this city!
Breakfast in the old Jewish Quarter.
More "stumbling stones" as I walked through the neighborhood. Each time I encounter one of these markers it evokes such emotion. I find myself imagining their lives in the homes as I stand in front of the buildings where they lived. Then I look at the year they were forced to leave and the year the passed away. The timeframe in between those dates is unimaginable.
As I enjoyed my walk I came across a Volkspark. This was Weinberg Volkspark and was once a vineyard. If you would like to learn more check this website.
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A huge stylized drawing of the landmark TV Tower painted on the side of a building. Really eye catching.
Really tasty fish and chips. At the transit station! The tarter sauce bowl is made from a waffle.
Berlin has been good to me so on my last days here I chose to give back a little. As I walked up to this square I could hear a beautiful voice singing Alleluia. Her voice filled the entire area. I bought them lunch at a sandwich shop and delivered it to them. They were so surprised and pleased.
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The following day I ate breakfast at Mauer Cafe. It is near the Berlin Wall Memorial. It is a non-profit organization that employees over 800 adults who have challenges.
And a final stroll along the River Spree......
“One’s destination is never a place, but a new way of seeing things.” – Henry Miller
I know you had to have made those street musicians' day when you delivered their lunch to them! How sweet! You have discovered such treasures in the people and the locales on your trip. I love that tree with all those branches!
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