So it turns out it’s pretty hard to fit every recommendation for Berlin into one blog post. I’d thought it would be relatively easy to sum up since Oslo took up a mere one post to itself, but y’know, sometimes it’s only when you start writing that you remember everything else that you did.

There’s so much to do and see in Berlin that, even after two trips (for me) and three (for Ally), we still haven’t covered everything. The museums, for example. Berlin has an embarrassment of them and it’s hard to narrow ’em down. The Spy Museum (my personal choice) and the Computer Spiele Museum (Ally’s choice) just missed the cut. However, at the latter they have a game where you and a partner have to see who can hold on to a joystick the longest while it shocks you and that appeals to everything in me. We did manage to get to The Dali Museum near Potsdamer Platz though, which was pretty awesome.

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Have you ever visited somewhere and instantly just clicked? Like, even if you’d never been there before, something about the place, its people, its atmosphere and its culture just resonated with you? Berlin, for me, is that place. I visited it for the first time last year, and a second trip in June confirmed that my love for it at first sight wasn’t just a passing thing.

I’d never heard anyone say anything bad about Berlin, and I’d never heard of any bad experiences. I didn’t hesitate then, when some pals told me they were booking tickets for Deftones in November 2015, to get in on the action. It helped my enthusiasm that I hadn’t actually had a holiday abroad since I went to Prague for my 21st (enthusiasm or, y’know, recklessness, because who books tickets without considering the travel or expense part of it). We booked a hotel, looked up things to do, even managed to squeeze in five days of holiday in between bridesmaid duties for my girl Bee and my Master’s graduation. So far, so perfect, no?

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IMG_20160127_104633Before last month, I knew exactly three things about Norway.

  1. It was cold.
  2. It was expensive as hell.
  3. Vikings.

As it turns out, in my brief time there, I only encountered two of these things. However, by the time I’d touched back down in Glasgow, I’d added much more to that list.

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