Berlin, like all cities, is a completely different entity when the sun goes down.
My first months here have yielded all sorts of nocturnal adventures, but yesterday evening’s thunderstorm was a reminder that winter is soon going to make to make these escapades much more difficult.
The Festival of Lights is an annual exploration of Berlin through the illumination of the city’s buildings, old and new. We joined a free walking tour at Potsdamer Platz to take in the lights, thinking our jackets would be sufficient against the night’s drizzle.
They were, until the drizzle turned to cold rain, the rain turned into a thunderstorm and even the arches of
the Brandenburger Tor could not provide shelter. Despite the best efforts of our dedicated tour guide, we pulled the plug on our evening sojourn and huddled dripping in the uBahn. Weather 1, shenanigans 0.
And so, before the nights become frigid wastelands experienced only while scurrying between oases of warmth, here are a few photos from the darkness of Berlin.