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Exploring Bruxelles
Brussels, photos 1,3, and 4 are from La Grande Place
Explored Brussels by myself for 3 days
Boarding my flight to Brussels, any recommendations?
Exploring the abandoned Weißsense Kinder Krankenhaus (children's hospital) opened in 1907 and once one of the Ed children's hospitals in the world. The place is falling down and one amateur photographer fell 3 stories through a roof. Cities that have seen war and genocide give an even darker level to urban exploring. The place is scrawled with nazi graffiti and the AntiFa responses
Last weekend in Berlin
We decided to try and get into Berghain and succeeded (the vintage top I bought earlier that day was quickly validated) spent a few hours there Saturday night and went back yesterday, we didn’t get home until 10am. Tip: Berghain during a full moon gets weirdddd
Museum of Surrealism in Charlottenburg. I’ve never been in a museum with such sensitive alarms, the guards just followed mia and I around the whole time yelling at us to stand back
Berlin Botanical Gardens, the second largest in the world
My time in Berlin is so quickly running out I could count it in hours
Lietzensee Park on damaged film. Lens colored, soaked in Somberby’s blackberry cider and curry powder and put in the freezer overnight. 2017
Spent the weekend at Melt festival in Ferropolis with my favorite person. Ferropolis is an old excavation site with “ein Baggersee” the German word for a lake made from an excavation site. There were small woods between the lake and the camping site and it was a 15 minute walk or a shuttle ride a kilometer away to the festival area. The stages are built along large excavators where there were light installations and flames shooting out. Sisyphos the famous club in Berlin made an installation in the forest with a beach, dance floor, bar and tree houses to relax in. There was an adult playground complete with little play excavators. Every act was incredible. We saw Fat Boy Slim, Sylvan Esso, M.I.A, Glass Animals, Sampha, Mø, Bilderbuch, Die Antwoord, Bonobos, A Tale Of Us, and The Kills. Dying to relive the weekend
The park next to my house is gorgeous. My daily routine includes happy spazieren
Embarrassingly low quality reproductions of some film I got developed from Iceland
Beautiful homes in Reykjavik Iceland
Some guy came up to me in the park and started talking to me/hitting on me. Said I spoke English with a german accent and dressed like an Austrian. Utter bullshit but it made me laugh
Mia spoils me and made me a gluten free version of the traditional Austrian dish from her bundtstadt Vorarlberg called Käsespaetzel It was INCREDIBLE
Paris Metro
Forget to share a little story about my last night in Paris. I was with two girls from the hostel and we (I) finished off the last of the raspberry wine and we decided to go picnic at the Eiffel Tower. We were sitting on the Metro and I was having a really nice chat (en français) with an old Parisian man. The metro wasn't moving and they turned the train off. I asked him if it wasn't working and if we should take the bus and he said no it was fine the conductors were just restarting the train. We kept chatting and the train still wasn't moving. He got out to ask someone and I kept hearing "feu" which means "fire". Thought I misheard him and kept chatting with my friends. He comes back on and asks if we smell anything. We get out of the train and smoke is billowing from the head car and people are casually running for the exit. The old man brought us to the bus, took the transfer with us and made sure we got to the right metro station. Who says Parisians aren't nice?