Bad ass Berlin by night

As soon as the sun sets over Berlin a whole new city arises. No matter what day of the week it is there is always a banging party or club to go to:

NIGHT NUMBER ONE:

pillow fighting with a silky pillow....

The Russian Disco. Dont be fooled by its cheesy name, the Russian disco is the place to be on a Berlin saturday night. So in an effort to avoid the long queues to get into the russian disco we headed there early, about 12pm (this is running on Berlin time so no one heads out before 12.30 or 1am). Yet despite our best efforts the queue to get in was a snake stretching for 300m (no exaggeration). But with a new found confidence ;) and a will not to stand in the cold for 3 hours we managed to just go stand at the front of the line (all 8 of us) and get straight into the disco with no lining up or anyone questioning why we had just jumped a 300m queue. Inside the disco was pure Russian madness. The music was Russian drum and bass and the venue was well equiped for the 300 m waiting to get inside. The place was huge and had a capacity of over a thousand people (I would say that when we got there early it was already at capacity). The DJ's were psychos as well. Correct me if I'm wrong. But my interpretation of a DJ is someone who stands behind a table and trys to look cool with headphones on there head. Well not at the Russian disco. The DJ was so into his own music that he got everyone up on stage and decided to dance on his turntables and then pop some champagne and spray it all over everyone and then pass the left overs around the crowd!! NOW THAT IS A TRUE DJ!!!

NIGHT NUMBER TWO:

The Badeshiff. German translation: I dont really know something to do with baths... Which explain the outdoor swimming pool which was located in the middle of the Berlin canal. This club/warehouse/swimming pool/beach appeared to be an attempt to make up for anything that Berlin is lacking. Berlin has no beaches so the Badeshiff has a huge outdoor area with sand everywhere and deckchairs and hammocks, along with a pool to get everyone in the summer mood. And yes some fruit loops thought it would be a good idea to go swimming in this UNHEATED pool when the temperature was approximately 10 degrees. Take that Sydney IVY pool party!! Indoors the club was a huge warehouse with several stages. The night that we went there was a popular Berlin band playing on one stage. They were obviouslzy very popular because the crowd was going nuts. The dance floor was turned into a death circle which basically means that everyone jumps on eachother and pushes everyone around. WOW what a great way to dance. Yet Jascha thought it was a god idea to push me right into the middle of this death circle thing and yes by the time i managed to get out of this circle i did feel like death. But nevertheless Jascha was highly entertained at my expense.

NIGHT NUMBER THREE:

The first of May.... apparently a big event for Berlin. The first of May is a Berlin public holiday for workers rights. Yet 99% of all Berliners see it as a public holiday to create an enormous street party. The street party took up several blocks of Kreuzberg and had more than 5 stages located around the streets. As well as there being stages everywhere, bars, clubs and resturants would just get some huge soundsystem and a DJ and put it on the footpath and start there own thing. It was pure madness. There were thousands of people gathered on the streets just dancing to randomly set up DJ's, located about every 15 metres on the road. As well as there being thousands of people dancing on the street the sky was also filled with people.... Yes people were dancing out of there apartment windows and on the roof of there apartments. Some people on the roofs looked like they were going to attempt to crowd surf from a great height... Furhermore the party was even better because the street party was an exclusion zone for police. Yet when it started to get towards 12 at night the police obviously decided that the party was over. They surrounded the street part  (a 4 block area) and looked like they were about to undertake a battle in star wars. There suits were like sumos suitsbecause they had that much protective gear. They also had tear gas hoses strapped to there backs and were marching along in an extremely orderly fashion. Quite a contrast to the Australian police who run around in shorts and a tshirt and there beer belly's bouncing everywhere!

NIGHT NUMBER FOUR:

Roses, the gay club that kicks on until 7am on a monday morning. Walking down a street in Kreuzberg, Roses would not be identified as a club rather a door in a wall. But once u step through the door its a gay mans oasis. The narrow, long roomhas hot pink and leopard print furry carpet from floor to roof, as well as other sparkley unidentifiable objects just put everywhere. The music was very stereotypically gay. There was "our Kylie" at one point hahaha. But it was mostly 80's pop which the gay boys loved and were dancing very enthusiastically. But they all whipped out there best moves when the song Vogue by Madonna came on. Some of them even looked like they had choreographed and rehersed a dance just for that song. Props were also involved, such as dancing on furry chairs or pillow fighting with a silky pillow.... At 7am we crawled out of the Roses oasis and into the Berlin peek hour traffic. All the workers were giving funny looks on the S bahn as they were heading off to work and i was heading off to bed. Yet it might have helped if i hadnt forgotten my key and didnt have to wake up the whole apartment block in an attempt to get into my bed.

Yet the best of Berlin nightlife is supposedly yet to come, when i hit up the Berghain. Renowned to be the number one club in the world but tusually comes with a 3 hour queue.