The plan was a simple one - take the UBahn to Fred's old neighbourhood to see where he lived thirty years ago and then visit the Charlottenburg Castle. This was supposed to be a casual day.
But the weather threw a wrinkle at us - it was a chilly morning and Fred wanted to buy a sweatshirt. Entering the huge department store; KaDeWe, we started to look. Not knowing anything other than the fact that this store was the largest in Europe we entered, but were not prepared for the contents. It was a collection of all of the 'high-end' fashions in the world, not a cheap sweater in sight.
Hightailing it out of there we then had another lesson in life when we were confronted with the automatic ticket machines for the Subway. Intelligence prevailed, after an employee pointed out that there were other machines in another location, our machine was out of order! Tickets in hand we proceeded to the platform where we had to stamp our all-day ticket to show the inspectors - if they asked - that they were valid. One ticket for any form of transport for one day costs 7Euro ($10 cdn) not a bad deal.
Fred's old neighbourhood was about a Km away from the Castle and as we approached it a coffee break ws in order, Sitting outside and watching it was noticed that there was a bus stop at that point and it would take us right back to where wanted to go. Now that we knew how to get back we forged on to the Castle and its sights.
Schloss Charlottenburg wiki reference here is full of good 'stuff' and the style and opulence is about the same as we have seen before in many other Stately homes and Castles. With one exception - The Porcelain Cabinet. This room holds thousands of porcelain objects, mainly vases and plates. Truly an impressive room. The visit was cut short as the really impressive rooms - the upper floor was being renovated and inaccessible.
Busing it back we got far as the Kurfurstendamm Strasse, it was time for another window shopping trip. This street is a mile long and a shopper's delight. Time for lunch; a Turkish Donar place was found. The portions being so big we decided to share one - basically a footlong wrap. Back to the hotel and the 'fitbit' showed over 10,000 steps. So much for a casual day, but it was till early so that left time for recovery before Dinner.
The Wittenburg District of Schoneberg is a delightfully calm neighbourhood but not too busy with cafes and stores. Finding an Italian restaurant we encountered the owner - a busy, harried and slightly eccentric person. The World Cup was on the outside TVs, no choice - sit down and order a pasta and pizza. The evening was topped off with a cake and coffee from another establishment nearer to the hotel, as we called it a day.
Fred's old neighbourhood was about a Km away from the Castle and as we approached it a coffee break ws in order, Sitting outside and watching it was noticed that there was a bus stop at that point and it would take us right back to where wanted to go. Now that we knew how to get back we forged on to the Castle and its sights.
Schloss Charlottenburg wiki reference here is full of good 'stuff' and the style and opulence is about the same as we have seen before in many other Stately homes and Castles. With one exception - The Porcelain Cabinet. This room holds thousands of porcelain objects, mainly vases and plates. Truly an impressive room. The visit was cut short as the really impressive rooms - the upper floor was being renovated and inaccessible.Busing it back we got far as the Kurfurstendamm Strasse, it was time for another window shopping trip. This street is a mile long and a shopper's delight. Time for lunch; a Turkish Donar place was found. The portions being so big we decided to share one - basically a footlong wrap. Back to the hotel and the 'fitbit' showed over 10,000 steps. So much for a casual day, but it was till early so that left time for recovery before Dinner.
The Wittenburg District of Schoneberg is a delightfully calm neighbourhood but not too busy with cafes and stores. Finding an Italian restaurant we encountered the owner - a busy, harried and slightly eccentric person. The World Cup was on the outside TVs, no choice - sit down and order a pasta and pizza. The evening was topped off with a cake and coffee from another establishment nearer to the hotel, as we called it a day.
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