Daily Archives: 27. April 2011

Street fauna

There’s nothing better but a place full of life. And when I mean life, I mean any type of creature that may, at some point, be in a specific place. In our case, in Berlin.

A short walk through the city reveals the fact that here, the people are never alone.  No matter how it sounds, here, the locals leave in peace with rats, for example. Ratatouille would be proud to know, that his far away cousins are so welcome in here.

No matter how big they are, they are good neighbors, so Berliners seem to love it. Eccentric tastes, if you ask me.

But that’s not everything. Some other people decided their best neighbors are the snakes. No matter how big and dangerous they seem, they are protective and nice. And no, they are not trying to convince no one to taste the apple:)

And the Jungle Book doesn’t stop here.  The bear could not miss from a city whose main symbol is a bear. You can meet in many places and, as long as you want to play and fool around, he’s always ready for a good laugh.

Some fish are fun too. They don’t speak too much, but they are friendly and welcoming. Say hello to Nemo’s uncle!

By the way…I forgot to ask, did he find it?

To me, this city never sleeps. Still, there are some creatures – the rooster for example – that take a nap from time to time, even in the middle of the street.

But the rooster situation is understandable. I don’t think I could wake up at 6 every day just to sing a silly song and pretend I have something important to do.

Last, but not least, we should always be ready for the elephant attack! The artists from Blue and Joy are just preparing a memorable elephant parade. Here’s a sample!

Who said you need to visit an exotic space to have all these inhabitants in the same place? Who said the fish needs water to live or the bear cannot adapt to the city life? It’s all a lie. It just needs a bit of imagination. And Berlin has plenty!

The Devil’s tower

If the wall of Berlin could talk, it would probably tell us more interesting stories than we could imagine and it would share with us some forgotten secrets of this incredible city. And probably, one chapter of its book would be about Devil’s mountain or, as the Germans call it, Teufelsberg.

What now is just an abandoned place marked by graffiti and inhabited by squatters, after the Second World War used to be one of the largest listening stations built by NSA (National Security Agency), to survey the radio emissions emanating from eastern Germany, the GDR, and part of Poland. The base has been closed for years and now Teufelsberg is just an attraction for photographers, film makers or common people coming to enjoy its special acoustic.

In here, on the top of the 115m tower, the sound is more than a sound. Every whisper is a small revolution. Your tiny voice is ten times stronger in the ball built upstairs and a clap of hands sounds like a clash of the titans. The wind brings its own contribution and makes the tower seem to be inhabited by monsters.

“We don’t want just a piece of cake, we want the whole bakery” states a graffiti line written on the wall. If this line would apply for sounds, here it’s totally true.

But it’s not only the sounds that make this place special. It is the entire appearance, its entire underground atmosphere. Plus, the beautiful view from above.

You could stay an entire day and not get bored, while the forest and the lakes you see from up there combined with the strange sounds, make Teufelsberg look like taken out of a happy-end ghost story.

I really recommend you go see this place. It’s quite far, but not really in the Land of Far Far Away. You just need to take the S-Bahn (and a camera:)) until Heerstrasse, and then walk for another 20 minutes near the forest. With a bike, it’s even easier. So… no excuses allowed!:)

Comisar sau batrana bogata?

Aceasta este intrebarea.

Am inceput B2.1 fiind eu insami – Luisa, 29 de ani. O fata ca oricare alta. Dupa doar o saptamana la Deutsch Akademie, aveam 75 de ani si eram putred de bogata.

Atat de bogata incat toate rubedeniile imi ravneau milioanele de euro, colierele, hotelul, colectia de tablouri, insula si casa de vacanta din Mallorca. De la fostul meu prieten de 65 de ani, de care ma despartisem pentru maseurul meu tanar si nelinistit, pana la nepotul cheltuitor, de la guvernanta pana la sora mea invidioasa, toti asteptau sa-mi scriu testamentul si sa aiba, astfel, ocazia de a-si ingrasa contul. Colegii si-au interpretat rolurile remarcabil. Tomoko, fiul meu plecat in America, nu s-a lasat pana nu i-am dat cateva milioane bune. Dan – in postura de fost prieten – a trebuit sa se multumeasca doar cu un Picasso lasat amintire, fara posibilitatea de a-l putea vinde.

Maseurul meu – Anja – a avut parte, insa, de mai multe privilegii. La fel si menajera interpretata de Suzanna. N-a fost usor sa imi impart bunurile agonisite intr-o viata, dar mi-a iesit de minune. Si, cand nici bine nu ma obisnuisem cu rolul de milionara excentrica… m-am trezit comisar. Trebuia sa investighez o spargere data unei banci. Doi colegi devenisera peste noapte hoti, si, cu exceptia judecatorului, judecatoare in acest caz, aveam o clasa de suspecti.

Fiecare a povestit ce-a facut cu o seara inainte, fiecare si-a prezentat alibiul dar, spre rusinea mea, inevitabilul s-a produs. Si, fix ca un comisar lipsit de experienta, m-am trezit ca trag de urechi oameni nepotriviti. Logica a functionat destul de prost si teroristii – Dan si Mariana – au scapat nepedepsiti. Dar exercitiul ne-a amuzat teribil.

Incepand de azi, ne-au mai ramas doar cateva zile de joaca. Oare ce va mai urma?

Chatting with the Easter Bunny

For the first time in my life, two days ago I met the German Easter Bunny. You know, this famous character with long chocolate ears… He invited me to have a red egg together and we chatted about his far away cousin – The Romanian Easter Bunny. Here’s a short part of our conversation:

Bunny: Hi what’s up?

Me: Hey Bunny, good to see you! I’m fine, just preparing for my first Easter out of home…

Bunny: Ooh, so you’re not meeting my Romanian cousin this year…

Me: No, this year I stay with you! How’s the cousin?

Bunny: He’s very busy these days. You know how things are happening back there. He has to help people clean the whole house for Easter, paint the eggs, make the traditional cakes – pasca and cozonac – and, of course, the delicious lamb stake and the lamb drob…

Me: Yes, I noticed, back home people are a bit busier than here for Easter. They prepare so many things, sometimes too many, then go to the church to take the light and hallow the food for the Easter dinner. It’s so nice! We love it! You should come and see sometimes…there are thousands of people in the yard of the church singing the Easter song and then spreading on the streets. The light of the candles make the night turn into day. And when the real day comes, people make that trick with the red egg…

Bunny: What trick?

Me: Don’t you know? In the first Easter morning we put a red egg and a coin in a bowl with water and they say that those people whose face is washed with that water will be red and healthy as the egg and, because of the coin, also fortunate with money.

Bunny: Ah, didn’t know that! Just knew you clash the eggs on each other and say a funny thing…And, yes, I know that in some parts of the country men go out in the first Easter evening and spray the women with perfume.

Me: Hahaha, yes, that’s right! In Transilvania! You know, Dracula’s territory…is not that bloody as we imagine! But in Moldavia, where I come from, the nuns in the monasteries turn every egg into a piece of art. Not just one color or two, but with really beautiful unique models.

Maybe I’ll bring you some next year. Those eggs are simply amazing! But…why are you so agitated?

Bunny: You see… I am not that safe these days. With all those Easter specialties, the Romanian cousin is a bit safer than I am. But here kids always want to eat the chocolate bunny, so I always have to watch my ears and my tail.

Me: Don’t worry bunny, I’ll protect you…

Bunny: You don’t understand…they are unstoppable. Here they come, sorry, but I have to run. Give them this small imitation of me and tell them I’ll be back! Must go now….bye!

Me: Bye bye Bunny! And Happy Easter!