On Wednesday, I packed up the car,
and yesterday I took off for
Berlin, where I will
be a vendor at the textile art
for the first time on Saturday and Sunday. I had never been to the textile art
before, but this year it is organized in conjunction with the German Patchwork Guild’s AGM and Festival, which I had been to for the first time selling
fabrics last year. Berlin
Parts of southern Germany are flooded badly, and some more northern parts are preparing for floods that are rolling north, and long stretches of the autobahn where marked off for make-shift dams, leaving a number of reduced lanes only, especially north of Leipzig. Quite a sight and feeling, to be driving along walls of sand bags which are holding back the muddy waters that would be covering the highway otherwise...
But except for slowing down the drive it did not really pose a problem, and although I do not have a GPS-guid in the car I managed to find my hotel easily with the help of the printout from the route planner and checked in at four o’clock in the afternoon. An old building, squeaky wooden floors, a very simple room with shower and toilet across the hall, but quite a character. They fear invading make-look-alike-investors and are collecting signatures to save it...
|Installation in the interiour courtyard of the hotel|
|Information about the history of the the house |
which now is the hotel
I was born in
and have been back a few times, before and after the fall of the Wall. But just
not enough! I love the feel of the city and took some time to walk along
On my way to meeting a friend in the evening I got off the train at Brandenburger Tor, too. Even more of a tourist-site than Kurfürstendamm, but a must-go nevertheless. When I came to
in 1982 with my school, we still looked across the Wall at this walled-in gate
that was shut. At that point we couldn’t imagine what would be happening there
seven years later. Berlin
It still feels very special to be able to walk through the gate, even after 24 years.