day 5: two doors down
Today in my practical driving lesson I saw a building that I would have liked to photograph. My camera was in my bag on the backseat and I kept wondering for a few blocks how my driving instructor would react if I would say to him “Look, Herbert, I need to take a picture. Wait here for one moment …” Well, after pondering this for a bit I thought that he probably wouldn’t be very impressed. I took a mental note of the street though and will probably go back there on the bike one of these days. Learning to drive in Berlin is not so much fun by the way, because it is a big city with lots of traffic and lots of strange things like the roundabout at the Siegessäule which is probably no real roundabout and the Stadtautobahn which is no real Autobahn since you’re only allowed to drive 80 km/h there. And who needs a car in Berlin where there is exceptionally good public transport?
Living in the city means for me: Having the option of *not* taking public transport though. Did you ever notice that big cities are full of crazy people? I don’t mean people with wild hair and funky clothes, no, I mean people who have disturbing conversations with themselves on the subway and scratch their head with a knife on the bus (that was once on a night bus in London). Also: people can be so annoying! Street musicians, junkies, kids mistaking their mobile phone for speakers and so on. Well, to sum it up, I don’t like taking the bus! Instead I have a shiny red bike that I bought second hand from a nearby bike shop and I can go everywhere I need to go in only 20 min. Of course Berlin is big and sometimes it’s still necessary to take the public transport, but in my daily life I don’t really need a bus pass.
So, why do I want to get a driving licence then? Well, because it’s convenient whenever you have to go places at night (and I dance tango mainly after 10pm). Additionally and maybe more importantly Berlin has also very cold winters! -10°C are not exactly comfy on a bike or waiting for a bus! And maybe, secretly I also feel that having a driving licence will give me the naive feeling that I’m a “grown-up” and not a student who will never be able to afford a car. However, I would never admit that in public, so forget what I said!
Today’s picture I took after the driving lesson while walking along the river Spree. Two strange unmarked doors of unspecified function that are located at one of the bridges over the Spree, the Hansa Brücke. It’s an ugly bridge that replaced the one that was destroyed in WW2.