It is no secret that Berlin is a large city. Looking at a map while waiting for the subway, I try to identify the places I already have been to and compare these to the whole area of Berlin. Apart from the outskirts, especially the western parts are an unexplored terrain for me. So I decided to get to know these places and started by exploring a borough called Schöneberg. I have been there twice, but each time only very briefly. Yet I remembered that this part of the city always struck me as perpetuating the most of the 1920s Berlin you know from movies and books. It’s no coincidence that this is the borough where Mister Christopher Isherwood lived and wrote during his Berlin years.
I took the S-Bahn to Schöneberg Station and walked from there. I did not have a real plan on where to go and what to see. The only place on my list, was the flea market on John F. Kennedy Platz, but that could wait for a while. When leaving the station I caught glimpse of an old gasometer and the direction of my walk was set: