costume saturday (137/365b)

this day was so incredibly full it'll be hard to write everything down. it was a beautiful day, all told, although it was a little cool outside, and we wore jackets when we were moving. as soon as we got in the u-bahn though, man was it hot. we could have sworn they were heating it. then we were freezing when we got back out.

we took public transportation a lot more today, especially since we had planned to be all over the city for specific times/events

first stop though, ALWAYS, will be coffee. the instant coffee at the airbnb just won't cut it for me (wahwah, my picky side comes out)

that's what i'm talking about!
(at Zuckerstück)

and then back towards the brandenburg tor to go see an exhibition of Dalí. Well,  we weren't allowed to take pictures inside, and there were no explanations near the artwork. I asked for a booklet, but they were sold out. The lady at the desk would have gladly sold me *last* year's booklet. For the same exhibition? No, a different one. Umm, no I don't want one from last year, thank you. We had all our stuff locked in a locker, and I was very thirsty and the air in the museum was very dry. And there was, as I said no explanation about any of the art. But the art was still fascinating, and the prints for books for which I knew the stories were the best.

I looked out the window and saw there was a big festival going on outside, so when we were done we went in search of it.
We found their advertisement first. A group of fantastic drummers beating on various things with gigantic smiles. Then we tried to get into the festival. But there was security, and lines, and it was really for people interested in local government.

Groove Onkels in action

We wanted to get to the medieval festival (nikolaifestspiele) and we made it, and looked around just as a gigantic wind blew through with a cloudburst, all the coffeeshops took down their umbrellas, the streets became deserted, everyone was huddling in the doorways.

some strangers: holding an umbrella and an aperol spritzer, looking at the empty streets.

we got to the very weird restaurant, the wilde matilde, where we sat for 30minutes without anyone asking us if we wanted anything. tira and patrick found us, and we waited for the advertised variete show, but it was rather a disappointment.

christina aguilara

so we ran away, and found pizza and listened to stimmgewalt, a heavy metal a capella band.

the rain had stopped, so there were lots of people walking around again. lots of fun steampunk stuff to admire in little stands.

we opted for something sweet around the corner. Poor Patrick got something that we all deemed inedible. Oh well. We were all on our way out now, us to our Baroque concert, them to Blutengel.

Nina and I walked all around the Nikolaiplatz first though, and found an Otto Lillienthal glider (modeled on plans by Davinci, as Theodore tells me when I get home a few days later)

the wind was blowing incredibly!

off to schloss charlottenburg, where we quickly changed into something more appropriate for a pretty event after dodging a comment or two of "who let the tourists walk into here before the concert?

nina's artistic eye

we had a-class tickets, but it was no matter, the place wasn't nearly half full, which was a shame, it was really a gloriously beautiful concert, both to listen to and especially to look at.

more of nina's artistic eye

we had enough time afterwards to get back to our airbnb and change into something completely different.

aaaah! be very afraid!
dali-inspired dandelion turns sperm turns melting clock with man hands and backwards roman numerals
WHAT does it mean??

it took us a little while to find the dance venue. Nina had perfectly written directions, except we got disoriented coming out of the u-bahn station. who wouldn't with a 15degree temperature drop? we followed a few goths and they led us right to where we wanted to go, and were very glad we had found ear plugs early in the day.. i wasn't even the only birkenstock wearing goth. patrick didn't even recognize us! haha, we danced till 3am, and then went home giggly and exhausted.