boring by day great by night:kreuzberg

thurday evening we have free time. I had asked half the class if they wanted to go to kruezberg with me. my room wanted to go back to the hotel, and though t kreuzberg was too dangerous-k i had expected that. qunetin wanted to do something with the guys andcharlotte had to warm up after the cold rain shower this morning. so after a shopping spree through all the shops you can also go to in stuttgart, the two girls i was with decided to go to the hotel. I mumbled something like "meet with cousind" "meet with alice" or something.as we were not allowed out by ourselves, but at that point i had already given up. i fi wanted to go to kreuzberg i would hsve to do that all by meselves. so after a detour in mitte i took the u and s bahn to morizplatz in the middle of oranienstr. in the middle of kreuzberg.

I walked out expecting a colourful pulsating community of international people. I see a scruddgy imbiss, aldi and grey communist era living blocks. but i dont give up yet. If i have learned something about berlin it is that you have to look around a bit before you find the truely cool places. so i continued my hunt for something edible and preferably oriental. I came across a bio store, several turkish pubs, and suddenly stood before a cinema. the "babylon" had heard of it before, as i had conducted some internet research for "off cinemas" which my driving instructor had ranted on about for half an hour. the notice that had stopped me was the following poster:
followed by Spanish OmU 19:30. it was 19:15. I quickly figured that id theoretically have enough time. and almodovar definately seemed to be interresting enough- he is famous enough in the spanish speaking world that no beginners course can pass without his mention. I decided I wanted to have a look. curiosity had won over my foodthirsting stomach.

I entered a corso sized dark red cinema room wiht a good meter distance between the rows of chairs (plenty!) with my becks lemon (common if you break the rules you might as well do it properly). and saw a really good film. I cant explain what made the movie so good from the contenct or the message, its jsut the sort of movie where you pay 7 euros to sit behind a 2 meter giant where you have to twich each time you want to read the subtitles and dont regret a moment.

I jumped out of seat the moment the movie was over- a pity because i actually enjoy watching credits in cinemas, it feels like part of the movie, and gives a bit of time to think and ponder before the world comes back. well i went back to the ubahn and the district was as transfrmed: the lonely frightening bars and restaurants had transformed to lively locations for evening diversion. I was intrigued to sit down, get a strange sounding food and keep my senses open, but due to time constraints I had to adjourn the session to...to? well to when?me at the alexanderplatz on my way back to the hotel after my detour.