Chapter 2: Day 2

This morning I went to the Helmut Newton museum and exposition. I want to be a photographer! (among maney other things) His photography is a fetish and so provocative that it is nearly pornography. Yet, is not because it is only suggested. The intersting thing about his work is that he would take color photographs and only then before developing them turn them into black and white.

During the afternoon I went on a bicycle tour of Berlin. I was riding this real nice Hawaiin beach cruiser and the tour guide was so funny. Im pretty sure I was the only once who understood his mocking sarcastic humor. I kept bursting out laughing and everyone else was just insulted or too afraid to laugh. haha. But the tour was pretty sick and I saw loads of monuments. We also biked through Tiergarten, which would be their Central Park. Yet, only half its size.

During the evening I met up with my reflection. Crazy but true. Imagine me one year older and that would be Macey. She lives in T.dot. And for some strange reason is so alike to me physicaly but more psychologicaly and interest wise that we actually get along really well. We went to this lounge in their 'Plateau Montreal'. The interiour decor of the place was really cool. Set up like a 1950's livingroom and full of 30 year old intellectuals smoking and disgussing. I was in awe of the place. There are a few places like that in Berlin that were created out of Anarchy. It was a movement were people didn't care for the government and continued on with their lives but more or less in secret. Thus, creating pubs out of their livingrooms in order to not conform to Capitalism and propaganda. It was completely independant.