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Berlin! My favourite city in the world. The greatest nightlife I have ever encountered. Kreuzberg is my stomping ground of choice. The diversity of clubs, pubs, restaurants and people are mind blowing. I check into my hotel at around seven in the evening, just as the sun is setting. My room has a window overlooking the river Spree. It’s a million dollar view, for which I only paid one hundred and twenty Euros! I didn’t come here for the view though; I came to party like a rock star.
I have a shower and dress to impress. Now it’s just a short walk to my first stop. A small bar on Eichenstrasse, playing some chilled out funky house music. I head in and order a scotch and soda in Spanish. I don’t know any German and I always feel like such a tourist speaking English in any country, so I at least make some effort to seem a little cosmopolitan!
I head outside and spy a spare seat at a table with six or seven people that happen to be speaking English. Jackpot! I head over and ask if I can sit down. Luckily, they didn’t pull a Forrest Gump-esque,‘You can’t sit here’. We get to chatting and I find out that they are all DJs and are just having some warm up drinks before heading to the club that they work at, Club der Visionaire (http://clubdervisionaere.com). They invite me along to join them and check out their sets.
We head down the road, walk straight to the front of the line and get let in like royalty. Now this club is something else. It is set right on the river and is one of the most majestic places I have ever been to. I fell in love instantly. Maybe that has something to do with the fact that all of a sudden it’s ten in the morning and the owner of the club is asking me politely, by name to leave! I start trudging home in broad daylight, feeling like my legs weigh more than the taxi that I can no longer afford, hoping that the devil will appear so I can trade him my soul for a pair of sunglasses.
I finally make it into my room and it seems that the laws of physics are not applicable in Berlin as it is brighter inside my room than it was outside in the mid morning sun. However, this time I had no need to make a deal with the devil. I was in luck. I walked over to the window and lowered the Hillarys blackout blinds. Instant darkness. It was as if the window became a wall. If it wasn’t for those blinds, I just may have had to, ironically enough, make myself blind!