Berlin After hopping off the train a stop late and lugging my 28kg of clothing/ computer/ souvineers through the stinking hot day to my hostel, I was about ready to do a little balck sambo and melt into a pile of ghee. But no. I was strong and soldiered on, training into the city to check out the Jewish museum. The architecture of this place is amazing, I can completely recommend it as a place of interest. And best of all, like most museums in Europe, they have a student ticket price ...
Potsdam This part of the tale involves a big-people sized playground, ginger-chocolate icecream, ‘The Brandenburger’ burger bar, a concentration camp and a Stasi prison. Given that the playgrounds and icrecream came first and the prisons second, you could say that upon moving to Berlin my innocence was shattered and I will never again return to those carefree days on the giant piratical climbing frame. But that might be taking things a bit too far. Let’s start with ...
History, Memory, Humour and Art: A WW2 Story This blog takes a turn off the main path to take a think about the past and ways of remembering. Prompted by a visit to the concentration camp Sachsenhausen where DDR displays had recently been ripped out and replaced by the modern versions of history (coming in the ‘Berlin’ blog entry), it occurred to me just how much things have changed over the last 50 years. People change how they remember things. History is constantly being reinterpreted ...
Updated 23rd September 2009 at 09:54 by Hanne (numerically challenged...)
8 September 2009 Mountains, road trip, skiing, hot pools and a twenty-first… Last weekend heralded my first Saturday back in NZ, and I think it may have convinced me that coming back to the end of winter was not such a bad thing after all. After half a week back home in which I slept, played soccer and joined the gym I was ready for more adventure. Simply sitting still just wouldn’t do. Luckily a friend of mine had organized a trip to the snow for her twenty first. Next challenge? ...