Today I got up, a little cool, not so bad...maybe it could rain later. I´m going to just explore around the neighborhood during the day because I plan on going to the Bear during Happy Hour this evening in the Ku´damm. Yesterday I was going to the Neue Nationalgalerie because they have some works by Edvard Munch but when I got there they were shut down getting ready for a new exhibit...someone didn´t do their homework well enough. I happened to be in the Kulturforum: a cultural center in West Berlin... so, I walked over to the Gemäldegalerie and by the time I located the entrance I realized that the place shuts down at 1800 hours and I actually wanted more than four hours to go through the place. I planned out a little better how I was going to hit these exhibits/museums and then headed toward the Potsdamer Platz.
I went into the Sony Center and decided to watch a movie. Thinking that it might be in English with German subtitles I went in to see Goodbye Bafana with Joseph Fiennes and Dennis Haysbert, about the life of Mandela through the eyes of the guard assigned to him while he was imprisoned. Turned out the movie was in English but there were other things that were interesting about the place. As I went in, I stopped at the refreshment stand and bought a beer to take into the show. The seats with cupholders were quite roomy and plush. Before the movie ever started there were plenty of ads, some in German, others in English with German subtitles; many quite entertaining. After the ads ran a person came in selling drinks and eats like they do at ballgames. I enjoyed the movie very much. I don´t know about its accuracy in the potrayal of the relationship between the two men but that Dennis Haysbert was quite stunning to watch...you know, that guy who sells insurance on TV?
After that I went across the street to the mall and went into a shop called WE. There, I bought a shirt off of the sales rack that I liked: Dark brown, long sleeve with three buttons on each sleeve, button epaulets, polo-ish with buttons that went down below the sternum, and with an embroidered starburst pattern in the lower left corner...sehr schön.
Took the S- and U-Bahn and while doing the transfer, a youth of 12 years, if not younger, tried to pick my coat pocket in which there was nothing anyway. I had sensed something there, I don´t know, maybe because my senses are on high-alert, and turned to see this boy with his hand into my coat pocket. I had passed him earlier and he had snuck up behind me while I walked down into the U-Bahn station. Entschuldigung! I said with distaste, and he feigned innocence and walked away to meet his other friends walking nearby. I was reminded of Fagin and his boys from Oliver and started visualizing a backstory about them.
...photo album Flickr Berlin 5.9.2007...
I went into the Sony Center and decided to watch a movie. Thinking that it might be in English with German subtitles I went in to see Goodbye Bafana with Joseph Fiennes and Dennis Haysbert, about the life of Mandela through the eyes of the guard assigned to him while he was imprisoned. Turned out the movie was in English but there were other things that were interesting about the place. As I went in, I stopped at the refreshment stand and bought a beer to take into the show. The seats with cupholders were quite roomy and plush. Before the movie ever started there were plenty of ads, some in German, others in English with German subtitles; many quite entertaining. After the ads ran a person came in selling drinks and eats like they do at ballgames. I enjoyed the movie very much. I don´t know about its accuracy in the potrayal of the relationship between the two men but that Dennis Haysbert was quite stunning to watch...you know, that guy who sells insurance on TV?
After that I went across the street to the mall and went into a shop called WE. There, I bought a shirt off of the sales rack that I liked: Dark brown, long sleeve with three buttons on each sleeve, button epaulets, polo-ish with buttons that went down below the sternum, and with an embroidered starburst pattern in the lower left corner...sehr schön.
Took the S- and U-Bahn and while doing the transfer, a youth of 12 years, if not younger, tried to pick my coat pocket in which there was nothing anyway. I had sensed something there, I don´t know, maybe because my senses are on high-alert, and turned to see this boy with his hand into my coat pocket. I had passed him earlier and he had snuck up behind me while I walked down into the U-Bahn station. Entschuldigung! I said with distaste, and he feigned innocence and walked away to meet his other friends walking nearby. I was reminded of Fagin and his boys from Oliver and started visualizing a backstory about them.
...photo album Flickr Berlin 5.9.2007...
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