Hello!

It's 10:45 in these parts, I just woke up about an hour ago.  Last night was fun but we didn't end up going dancing.

After school i came home, ran and practiced my oboe.  After all that jazz I met up with Linda and Ida at Warschauerstraße Bahnhof (i had them meet me there because it is home to countless angry, drunk and quite smelly 'gutter punks' who enjoy peeing everywhere and whispering incoherent somethings in your ear.  While it is always packed with other people, especially on weekend, i like to put on my poker face with other people around.

We took the U1 to Schlesisches Tor in Kreuzberg.  We've been going out quite a bit in Kreuzberg, I'm getting the idea that it's a younger, up and coming area.  A few other kids from class were already at the bar Die Fette Ecke (the fat corner).  And on the way there we ran into two of our drunken classmates and led the way to the bar.

It was a cool place but i didn't want to sit around all that much, i wanted to dance.

So we hung around for a bit then headed our separate ways, an american girl was taking the boys to a dance club and we were going to another one.

so we headed out to make our way up to Oranien Straße to meet up with other friends at the supposed 'club'. Took the Sbahn then the U to oranien which spat us out in the Friedrichstein area (i think).  It was a hilarious ride, we had got in a laughing rut and couldn't contain ourselves. We ended up in a really beautiful and nicer than Kreuzberg and probably way more expensive.  Our only directions really were 'walk down the street and it's a really old building'

....ok, well turns out every building is old, so these were pretty shotty directions.

We walked a bit in the wrong direction but luckily asked people for directions who were heading to the club.

Zapata

realllly cool place, it would be wonderful in the summer.

It was an ancient apartment complex (i think?) that has been taken over by artists.

After getting carded and paying your way (3 Euro) you enter into a small club which is very decieving.  A mediocre all female grunge band was playing to a crowd of akwardly swaying 30 year olds.  After the initial dissapoinment of thinking you just paid three dollars to listen to crappy music in a really small room, we shouldered our way outside.  It was such an interesting building with all these smaller roms that were like completely different clubs.  In the electronica room i got to see some authentic german dancing :)

when you made your way outside (it was butt cold, i'm talking freezing) the club turned into a summer lounge.  The ground was all sad, there were lounge areas, but there were also bleachers, a stage and a random bathtub filled with bubbles that we later found out was filled with some sort of flammable fluid because the 'Fire Man' lit it on fire to create one of the tallest fires i've ever seen.  I guess he's a 'fire artist' but really he doesn't do all that much but light matches and hold a flame thing.

I met up with some people from my floor, and we chatted a bit before heading upstairs to explore the place and look for dance music.  It honestly looked like a homeless crack house with really hip people walking around.  But when looking closer one could notice that the graffiti was way more artistic than in a crack house...or at least i think.

on the third floor gave us the artists floor.  this is where they live and create all their art.  SUCH cool pieces and i'm definitely going to buy one before i leave here.  You could also see the artists creating new pieces in a room filled with paint splattered pants (ahahah i know).

The fourth floor gave us more techno music but the dance floor was really small and already so packed, not enough room to even dance.

The top floor had a bar and was like a large balcony overlooking the whole place.  Here were our friends and it was at this time we found out there wasn't another secret place in this club where we could dance dance dance.  While it was a very interesting club i was in the mood to go dancing and this wasn't the best place to do that.  We also hit a wall and got very tired.  Hung around for a while longer then made our way back home.

That is before Ida and Linda tried currywurst.  We stood in the icy wind for 15 minutes waiting for their apparently disgusting meal.  Curry wurst is a pale sort of sausage that is boiled in oil (i think) and then covered in a sauce of ketchup, curry and some other things, then served with a roll of cheap white bread.

All i can say is i'm glad i'm vegetarian so they couldn't canoodle me into trying a bite.  Apparently this stuff is popular, but it looked way gross.

After that we took a walk through the Friedriechstein area to make our way to the Friedriechstraße S Bahnhof.  It is so beautiful, the picture you get in your head when you think of glamorous city living.  Maybe we should hand out more there... :)