Thursday, August 3, 2017

Berlin re-visited: Summer 2017


A painfully rigorous and harsh semester had finally come to an end in Hamburg in late July 2017, which only meant one thing: Blowing off some steam. Actually, it meant two things: Blowing off some steam and another painful endeavor for moving, visas, residence permits, accommodation and switching universities. But the latter ones could wait because we had a long overdue trip to the capital of Deutschland – Berlin.

I had actually travelled to Berlin already, in the winter of 2016, and the cold, chilly, rainy experience I had had there left an old, dingy, dark and bleak impression in my mind. I also didn’t have much time to see the city that well because the whole purpose of my visit was data collection for a research project. This time, it was completely different because not only was I visiting Berlin to have fun, but it was also the summer. And I got to realize how different a perception of Berlin I had had just because I was in the winter. We were very lucky because the weather was really nice this time for the four and a half days we were there (sometimes a bit too nice for my liking). And the dark and grimy city that I once perceived transformed into a vibrant, living, breathing city that was showing off its liveliness and energy constantly. Berlin was an unpredictable place that had streets, squares, parks, multifunctional spaces and buildings that had stories and offerings that took you by surprise. Berlin truly showed an example of globalization, where you could listen to music from around the world in the streets, where you could eat food ranging from Lebanese to Vietnamese to Mexican to Jamaican. Berlin had alternative lifestyle, and it seemed like people could do whatever the hell they wanted to. It had a versatility to attract people who had different tastes, different cultures and different lifestyles. Berlin had art, where you could see graffiti everywhere, museums about anything and everything. And most importantly, Berlin had history.

I had only four days with me in Berlin, and I’m pretty sure I experienced only the tip of the iceberg from what the city really could offer. But it was still an overwhelmingly wonderful and diverse experience.

A trip to Teufelsberg
Teufelsberg was once a US Military Espionage Operations Center in Berlin during the Cold War. After they shut down the operations permanently in 1992, a few years after the end of the cold war, the abandoned building was turned into a graffiti museum, where artists from around the world expressed peace, humanity, empathy, anti-capitalism, love, irony, satire, philosophy, hate, life and much more through graffiti art. The building and the whole area had a crude setting, and it looked like after it was abandoned, renovations were not done at all. To me, it served the purpose of preserving the cold, empty and indifferent vibe it probably used to have when it was still in operation. Graffiti were amongst unmanaged staircases, dusty doors, water-leaking ceilings and moldy walls. The area had three domes (which were used as radomes to conceal the antenna for satellite connection) that were already ragged and pretty much destroyed, but served as an excellent place for a DJ stage and reverbing music. The best thing about Teufelsberg was that it was in the suburbs of the city, pretty much in the middle of a jungle. We walked for about an hour in the sweltering heat amongst unforgiving mosquitoes (yeah, I hadn’t seen that much mosquitoes in my life. No exaggeration) to get there, but once we did, the experience we had was all worth it. I don’t have a basis of comparing Teufelsberg with other street art galleries around the world because I haven’t been to any other, but the people who run it claim to say it’s one of the best street art hubs in Europe, and I believe them. 
Some spectacular views of Teufelsberg:

The wilderness path to Teufelsberg








One of the domes of Teufelsberg

Olympiastadion Berlin
A few days before my planned trip to Berlin, a friend let me know that there was going to be a friendly match between Liverpool and Hertha FC in Olympiastadion Berlin, and when I looked it up, it was the same day I was arriving. I thought it was a good opportunity to see Liverpool play live and experience the stadium atmosphere, so I decided to go immediately. It was a great decision in the end because I not only got to see Liverpool play, but got to see the venue for the Summer Olympics hosted by Nazi Germany in 1936 as well. I later found out that the stadium was used by The Third Reich as propaganda, showing the world the power of Imperialism and the ambitions of Nazi Germany. It looked intimidating and eerie, like something straight out of a dystopian fiction novel. Never-the-less, the neoclassic architecture adopted for the building was still grand. Fun fact, this was the same stadium where poor Zinadine Zidane head-butted Marco Materazzi during the 2006 world cup finals and got sent off during his last ever match.

The grand Olympiastadian, Berlin

The Walking Tour
I had already mentioned that free walking tours around any European City were the best, and I always try to squeeze in my time for that. And the walking tour in Berlin was no exception. The tour guide took us to a number of places around the city, talking mostly about Berlin History. We started off at the famous Brandenburg gate at the Pariser Platz. The gate had historical significance because before Napoleon conquered Berlin, the gate was topped off by a statue of the goddess of peace, which was subsequently taken away to France by Napoleon after his conquest over Berlin. Later, after Napoleon’s defeat, the statue was returned back again, but this time, she would be known as Quadriga, the goddess of victory, and now she would be mounting a chariot pulled by four horses, and ironically, even today, would be looking at the French Embassy (which is in the same location) as if she was keeping an eye to protect Berlin from the French.

The Brandenburg Gate

We also saw the Parliament House of Germany (Reichstag) from the outside. The magnificent thing about the dome was that it had a glass dome at the top, where locals and visitors could go in and have a panoramic view of the city. The guide explained that one of the ideas behind the dome was to remind the politicians that the people are always above the government, and amazingly, from the glass domes, you could also see the inside of the parliament, see the politicians at work. It was a symbol of transparency which I think was very inspiring.

Then we went to the memorial site for the murdered Jews of Europe, which was pretty close to the Brandenburger gate. The memorial were irregular concrete blocks on irregular ground, and looked very randomly distributed into a maze like setting. The tour guide was not unequivocal to mention the horrors of holocaust and how far racist ideologies (like the concept of racial hierarchy and Social Darwinism that was conceptualized by Adolf Hitler) could go. Apart from this, we walked around the Berlin Cathedral (the best cathedral I have been to so far), Museum Island (yes, as the name suggests, it’s an “island” full of museum), Hitler’s Bunker (it was left in ruins and a parking lot was built around it so that no-one would glorify this place as a memorial and serve as encouragement to neo-Nazism…it was here where Hitler took his own life in 1945) , Alexander Platz (a commercial area in Berlin, also home to the famous TV tower of Berlin) and Checkpoint Charlie (a berlin wall crossing point between East and West Germany during the cold war).

Memorial of the murdered Jews in Europe
Inside the concrete blocks of the memorial

The Berlin Cathedral


Bits and Pieces of the streets of Berlin
And that was just the beginning, we went to the east side gallery. The gallery here is, guess what, yes, graffiti on the Berlin Wall from artists all over the world. The story behind the wall and how families were torn apart, jobs were lost, and even the lives of Berliners trying to escape East Germany were lost were chilling to say the least and each and every graffiti painted in the wall somehow resonated those stories.
Here are some graffiti from the Berlin wall and other hip locations from the city:





It reads "So strong, yet so vulnerable; the people the person, the forest the tree"









We went to food truck festivals, famous ice-cream places (Amorino <3), bars and pubs, parks, and to small alley ways and hip places that were full of amazing graffiti, each telling a story of the city, its past and present. One of the parks we went to was having a crazy Sunday afternoon with alternative music every 100 meters, an open Karaoke place with a huge audience, markets for colorful tees, earrings, necklaces, shoes and so on. It was like a huge festival, except that it would happen every week on Sundays, which was crazy. We went to a Jamaican bar (called Yaam, highly recommended) that was a riverside bar with a huge ground that had football, basketball and table-tennis courts. We spent hours there because of the ambience it had and that chill feeling it gave. It even had an art gallery that was mostly about Jamaica.  We walked for hours and end exploring the city for food, music, architecture and history, and found them in every corner.

An open Karaoke in a park in Berlin (picture by Fabricio Bonilla)

The stairs that led to a book shop near Alexanderplatz

Graffiti in an alleyway near Alexanderplatz
I’m writing this as I leave Berlin, heading towards the south of Germany, and I still haven’t processed all the experiences I got from the amazing city. I’m exhausted to the bone because the last four days was like a roller coaster ride to a place that had a culture I wasn’t quite familiar with, but something that I could very much love. While I am quite excited to be leaving for Barcelona soon, I’m also sad that I will be leaving Germany, a country I’ve come to admire, enjoy and respect, and because I don’t have enough time to delve in deeper with the culture of the country.
In the end, I have to say that while Lisbon topped my chart of the best city in Europe (so far), Berlin came along and swooped away the title. One of my friend had a sudden realization when we were chilling in Yaam Bar, and he said, “Guys, We are in THE place”, and I completely agree. Berlin is THE place in Europe. 

Tuesday, May 2, 2017

The shades of Portugal



My Masters’ program was hosting a spring meeting in Aveiro, Portugal for us students and we decided that we couldn’t ignore Porto and Lisbon while we would be so close to them. So, our initial plan to spend 2 nights in Aveiro for academic purposes turned into a weeklong vacation with a lot of travel in Portugal.

While we were missing a lot of classes back in Hamburg, the whole trip turned out to be very worthwhile especially because we were escaping the not-so-charming weather in Hamburg for some good sun, sea and sand; and we were meeting a lot of friends from the Masters’ program in Aveiro.

So, although I didn’t spend a lot of time in each place I was in, and I couldn’t actually get the real feel of the cities, I still managed to learn a few things about Portugal and the cities I stayed in, had a few new first times and gobbled up good experiences from the South of Europe >>

      Walking tours

These free tours given by charismatic young people (sometimes who were locals) of the city, where you walk around mostly the central parts were amazing. They covered everything interesting, from history, art, music to food. And you could ask anything you wanted. They would give recommendations to good restaurants, bars, shopping areas and other touristic places, and in the end of the tour, you usually had a list of things to do before leaving. The best part of the tour was that you could set the value of the tour yourself and tip as much as you thought was worth your time. And, you meet new people too. I learned a lot about the history of Porto and Lisbon, and ever since those walking tours, I’ve decided to never miss an opportunity for such tours in other cities.


2       Porto

Porto was my first stop in Portugal, and I stayed there for a day before moving to Aveiro for the meeting. I was immediately in love with the city because it was so much green and lively, and the weather was perfect, and it seemed like everyone there were there to have a good time. There was music everywhere!! I heard bagpipers being played for the first time and it was amazing. The atmosphere was magical. Right in one corner, you could see people playing music and others dancing to it, and in the other, you could see people blowing air bubbles in the city squares while children and adults tried to pop them. Its one of the rare places I’ve been to that had happiness embedded into it.
A guy blowing bubbles in a square in Porto



Porto, around the riverfront

A church in the city, the tiles very characteristic to the city
Porto Central Station

3       Aveiro

My next stop was Aveiro, a small city to the south of Porto was an escape from the touristic Porto. The city was peaceful and picturesque, and there were canals that crisscrossed the entire city I had never known that Aveiro was called the Venice of Portugal, and I found out why. The Moliceiro boat trips through the canals across the colorful houses and buildings, below the bridges covered the entire city and was fun to say the least, and although I’ve never been to Venice before, this trip gave me a pretty good reason now to go there. All in all, Aveiro seemed like a student city, and the prices in bars and restaurants there were incredibly cheap (probably the reason we had a very interesting night in Aveiro). It had a student atmosphere to it and it felt like the whole city was a huge university, which was nice.
A factory turned restaurant in Aveiro
Boat trips in the city canal, Aveiro

4  The beach-house in Porto

The idea of the beach house was basically just to get together and party. So, we were almost thirty people, had booked three beach houses, and had a common intension to blow off some steam (after two days of meeting and receiving a lot of information, it was the perfect time to give the brain some rest) and have a good time (which we did). We basically didn’t do anything the whole day except chill by the house and the beach. The water was freezing cold so most of us couldn’t actually go to the water (I say most because some of my friends were crazy enough to swim in the extremely cold water). The day ended with a very good barbeque dinner, where we had long conversations with all the people we had grown so fond of, knowing that we might not meet again in a very long time. It was here where we diverged afterwards, after saying our goodbyes and hoping that we would see each other soon again.
We got a pretty good deal for this amazing beach house!
Flatmates!!

5       Lisbon

Last but not the least, my trip took me to the capital of Portugal, Lisbon. And for me, it was like we saved the best for last.
Yes, Lisbon was my favorite city out of the three. Firstly, because it had hills. As it turns out, Lisbon is known as the city of seven hills, and its no surprise that it kind of reminded me of Kathmandu. The hills more or less surrounded the city, and the hills were a maze of narrow streets, houses and staircases. So, there would always be surprises waiting for you at every turn of every street across the hills where there was open space because they presented magnificent views of the city.
Another reason was Alfama, one of the neighborhoods there that didn’t have any bus or metro services and even private vehicle transports because the streets were simply too narrow. “You will, with no doubt be lost for hours in the Alfama maze, but being lost in Alfama is a time well spent”, said the guide who gave us the walking tour, and if I did have more time in Lisbon, I would go back to explore the streets even more.
Like Porto, Lisbon had a very vibrant and musical atmosphere. Lisbon was probably even livelier, with music in every corner and every square around the main city, with musicians, puppeteers, artists, and plain crazy people wearing weird costumes. And the difference, I think, was that while Porto felt only touristic to me, where you couldn’t actually step off that tourist boundary and explore the real city, Lisbon offered way more than the usual touristic attractions. We went from city tours, to wine tastings to pub crawls to sightseeing all in the span of only two full days. And the two days were extremely memorable.

Praça do Comércio, Lisbon

Around Lisbon City Center

Narrow streets near Alfama

Street Art in Alfama

The narrow alleys would always open up to views like this

Lisbon by night

So, as I sit down in my room right now, finishing off all the good words from my limited vocabulary to describe my experience in Portugal, I realize with each second how much I want to go back there again. Well, apparently I am very vulnerable to having attachments with places, but attachments for all the right reasons nonetheless. I had only experienced the northern, colder parts of Europe, and Portugal gave me a sneak-peak of what else Europe had to offer, and well, it seems exciting.
Shenanigans on the last night at Lisbon

Sunday, April 2, 2017

Lessons from an exotic Kingdom

One of the things I realized about myself very recently is that I do not enjoy travelling alone. As interesting and challenging as it sounds to many of my friends the idea of going on an adventure alone, with a backpack and a not-so-carefully laid out plan in paper, meeting new people and embracing everything that comes along the way, it has never appealed to me as much.  And finding oneself while travelling alone is something that comes along as a bonus to most, but for me, I feel like it is the people you are with who facilitate this search for self.

That is why I was glad I had friends over at Thailand because if I hadn’t, I would probably not have gone there and had such a wonderful and memorable time. I might as well say it was easily the best vacation I have ever had, because it had this rare combination of an incredibly beautiful place (the sea and beaches are always special for Nepalese people) with intelligent, interesting and fun-loving friends with whom you had a lifetime of catching up to do. This recipe allowed us to realize every element to a truly amazing vacation, be it going out on a drinking rampage and partying till daylight, chilling in the pool early in the morning with fruit juice after a very heavy breakfast, talking about and catching up on life till late nights in the balcony, getting soaked in the rain and having beer afterwards, saying and doing incredibly stupid things without a care of being judged by each other, walking down picturesque streets in an old and worn out city of Thailand, having intelligent conversations about everything and the grand plans we’ve laid out for ourselves in life over a spectacular view of the whole city of Bangkok, laughing till we were out of breath in multiple occasions and pouring out your emotions throughout the night until you slept for just an hour.

And the point here is that while I had breathtaking views of hidden beaches, exciting dives into the sea at night while it was pitch black, pursuits of beautiful sea creatures in snorkels, and everything about the place in general, I can never associate a strong connection with a place, as much as I can with the people I spent the time in the place with.  That has always been the case. Someone once told me we hold on to memories we are most fond of, while our brain filters the rest of it; and as much as I would want to hold on to the things I’m not really fond of too, I trust that my brain is intelligent enough to know better to let go. And whenever I think of my travels, I mostly only want to remember the times I’ve spent knowing more about the people I was with rather than the place I was in. Thailand, had lots of good places to offer, and I consider it a bonus that added to the remarkable time we had together, and I really see myself going there again for a different experience with different people and I’m sure that if I’m with the right crowd again, I will have the time of my life.


I don’t really like travelling alone because while people travel to find new places, I like to travel to find new things about the people I am close to. Thailand taught me an important lesson that there is always something new you can learn about the people you have been knowing for years, that, in ways make you closer to them. Happiness is only real when it is shared, as said by Christopher McCandless, ironically in a book that apparently inspires people to head out into the wild on an adventure by themselves, and this quote is something I am deeply fond of in sense that sharing experience is sharing happiness, and I believe it holds very true for travel bugs such as myself.

Pictures are inevitable aren't they:
Trang Beach

A night market in an old street in Trang City

Krabi 
Poda Beach, Krabi

Ao Nang Beach, Krabi

Krabi

Khao San, Bangkok - The party Street

Khao San with lots of bars and lots of people

Chatuchak - A shopping area in Bangkok

Krabi


The crew for a final selfie at Suvarnabhumi Airport

Spectacular rocks at Trang

2:00 am at Khao San, Bangkok