Dear Diary, Mistakes were Made. Part V
OK, so I know it’s been awhile but I’m finally going to finish talking about Bev’s visit. Starting up again from Saturday:
After all of our cavorting around and being lazy as all get out the previous days of her visit we decided we needed to get up super early and hit up as many museums/things as possible.
We began our day by going to Unter den Linden and visiting the Statsbibliotek (or whatever), which P.S. makes no sense when you go inside. I miss the American library system. With like LC call numbers. Wow, I just had a moment where I missed my job. I’m going to be so happy to get back to the library and make money again. Not to mention playing with my minions. I don’t know why they made me the supervisor, but I do know I love it! /Tangent
From here we journeyed to Humbolt because when Bev was here last she’d been in a bus and wasn’t allowed to go visit. So we explored that for a bit and took photos with Albert Einstein. Then we wandered some more to visit Babelplatz, some Mahnmal or other, a temporary art gallery (where we saw an awesome book on legs), the site of the historic book burning (where performance art was happening. They had massive barrels and were rolling them and stuff. I swear it’s more interesting than I am making it sound), and then we made it to the German History Museum.
Highlights of the History Museum include:
- Bev and I deciding we should steal all the model boats and have epic battles in the bathtub/pool
- Dancing with suits of armour
- Doing the Time Warp
-Frolicking in the old books
- Pretending to be a shark and attacking a model boat hanging from the ceiling.
- Pocket cannons
- Making inappropriate gestures upon seeing one of the first printing presses
- Posing with posters
We know how to celebrate the 60th Birthday of Germany.
All in all we spent about 3 hours in the museum. We were starving by the time we left, so we hit up the nearest bakery and purchased mass quantities of food. Which was difficult because the woman would not enunciate. I’m working with two languages here, and not getting either right because I’m translating everything back and forth and getting confused. We’re buying your food, just smile and say things clearly, that’s all I ask. The food was amazing. We were also accosted by a sparrow while sitting at the table. It kind of just chilled on my jacket for a bit.
After refueling we decided we needed to not spend three hours in museums anymore if we were going to get to everything Bev wanted. And even then we decided that we needed to go shopping because it hadn’t worked out on Thursday. Yay New Yorker.
After shopping and impulse buying clothing I don’t normally wear, we looked at her list of stuff and, based upon ranking, went to the erotic museum. We only got a little lost.
Not gonna lie this is one of the coolest museums I have ever been too. It started as the private collection of Madam Uhse. She was in the porn industry (selling not performing) and when the wall fell she realized that there was a massive demand for pornography in the West so she supplied and made pretty much millions. She now has her own line of sex toys and this awesome museum. Four levels of just stuff. Some of it is artifacts, some is sculpture, there were a lot of knick-knacks, and paintings. It was really interesting to see some of the stuff that has been used as porn through time as well as what was used.
We spent three hours in there. Oops.
From here we went back to grab some food at the potato house!! I was very pleased by this. We were pretty literally the only people in the restaurant, but we may or may not have picked the smallest table in the place. It was so good. I had some of the best hot chocolate there that I have ever had (with the obvious exception of when I was in Poland). And the potatoes were fantastic. We also may or may not have spent almost two hours in there chatting and eating.
As I recall I was explaining how stupid boys are sometimes. In the potato house.
Afterwards we realized we really had no desire to go out because we were very tired and it was like 11-12ish already.
Oh and Bev definitely fell onto some drunk guy on the tram getting back to her Hostel when the tram suddenly started. It was really quite hilarious. I guess you kind of had to be there. He accidentally returned the favor when he drunkenly got off the tram a short time later. Beverly felt better.
I made sure that Bev could find her way to my tram station in the morning because our first stop was closer to my house than her Hostel and it made sense for her to come to me.
And then on the way back to the tram after dropping Bev off, I ran into Brian. Almost literally. He was soaking wet and had apparently been playing in a fountain. One of the weirder midnight encounters I have had.
Love and Hugs,
Kelsey
After all of our cavorting around and being lazy as all get out the previous days of her visit we decided we needed to get up super early and hit up as many museums/things as possible.
We began our day by going to Unter den Linden and visiting the Statsbibliotek (or whatever), which P.S. makes no sense when you go inside. I miss the American library system. With like LC call numbers. Wow, I just had a moment where I missed my job. I’m going to be so happy to get back to the library and make money again. Not to mention playing with my minions. I don’t know why they made me the supervisor, but I do know I love it! /Tangent
From here we journeyed to Humbolt because when Bev was here last she’d been in a bus and wasn’t allowed to go visit. So we explored that for a bit and took photos with Albert Einstein. Then we wandered some more to visit Babelplatz, some Mahnmal or other, a temporary art gallery (where we saw an awesome book on legs), the site of the historic book burning (where performance art was happening. They had massive barrels and were rolling them and stuff. I swear it’s more interesting than I am making it sound), and then we made it to the German History Museum.
Highlights of the History Museum include:
- Bev and I deciding we should steal all the model boats and have epic battles in the bathtub/pool
- Dancing with suits of armour
- Doing the Time Warp
-Frolicking in the old books
- Pretending to be a shark and attacking a model boat hanging from the ceiling.
- Pocket cannons
- Making inappropriate gestures upon seeing one of the first printing presses
- Posing with posters
We know how to celebrate the 60th Birthday of Germany.
All in all we spent about 3 hours in the museum. We were starving by the time we left, so we hit up the nearest bakery and purchased mass quantities of food. Which was difficult because the woman would not enunciate. I’m working with two languages here, and not getting either right because I’m translating everything back and forth and getting confused. We’re buying your food, just smile and say things clearly, that’s all I ask. The food was amazing. We were also accosted by a sparrow while sitting at the table. It kind of just chilled on my jacket for a bit.
After refueling we decided we needed to not spend three hours in museums anymore if we were going to get to everything Bev wanted. And even then we decided that we needed to go shopping because it hadn’t worked out on Thursday. Yay New Yorker.
After shopping and impulse buying clothing I don’t normally wear, we looked at her list of stuff and, based upon ranking, went to the erotic museum. We only got a little lost.
Not gonna lie this is one of the coolest museums I have ever been too. It started as the private collection of Madam Uhse. She was in the porn industry (selling not performing) and when the wall fell she realized that there was a massive demand for pornography in the West so she supplied and made pretty much millions. She now has her own line of sex toys and this awesome museum. Four levels of just stuff. Some of it is artifacts, some is sculpture, there were a lot of knick-knacks, and paintings. It was really interesting to see some of the stuff that has been used as porn through time as well as what was used.
We spent three hours in there. Oops.
From here we went back to grab some food at the potato house!! I was very pleased by this. We were pretty literally the only people in the restaurant, but we may or may not have picked the smallest table in the place. It was so good. I had some of the best hot chocolate there that I have ever had (with the obvious exception of when I was in Poland). And the potatoes were fantastic. We also may or may not have spent almost two hours in there chatting and eating.
As I recall I was explaining how stupid boys are sometimes. In the potato house.
Afterwards we realized we really had no desire to go out because we were very tired and it was like 11-12ish already.
Oh and Bev definitely fell onto some drunk guy on the tram getting back to her Hostel when the tram suddenly started. It was really quite hilarious. I guess you kind of had to be there. He accidentally returned the favor when he drunkenly got off the tram a short time later. Beverly felt better.
I made sure that Bev could find her way to my tram station in the morning because our first stop was closer to my house than her Hostel and it made sense for her to come to me.
And then on the way back to the tram after dropping Bev off, I ran into Brian. Almost literally. He was soaking wet and had apparently been playing in a fountain. One of the weirder midnight encounters I have had.
Love and Hugs,
Kelsey