Day 112 – These legs are made for walking…and bopping πŸŽΆ

In planning our weekend together Mia had asked how much she could exhaust me…I said go for it. This disregards my body’s natural clock and so it’s 5:30am I’m awake while the rest of the van is sleeping and I know I have a 21hr day of planned activities ahead…ah well sleep is overrated.

Our first adventure was to visit Spree Park – a disused fairground that closed its gates in 2001 and is slowly being swallowed up by nature. We walked the parameters looking for little ways in as there were no guided tours this week, but realised the guards had dogs and are pretty hot on trespass so it’s not advisable to sneak in. Plus you can see quite a lot from outside. For some reason Jasper decided he wasn’t mucky enough and took after his sister with a roll.

With the dogs suitably tired, and our bellies full of lunch we ventured out again for a long walking trail Mia had created that took in a number of the key sights (east side gallery, molecule man, cathedral, Aquadom, memorial sculpture, Brandenburg Gate, some gorilla knitting and our highlight the tiny disco.

So imagine a phone box with a disco ball inside. You pick your song, step inside and then you are locked inside to dance away and sing along to your heart’s content, and the amusement of those walking past outside who can hear you. Such a daft fun idea.

It’s hard to convey the scale of the city, it really is huge but I love all the creative pockets that you stumble across. I feel you could live there months or even years and still discover new places all the time. It’s also great for vegan food, with a large vegan shopping centre (Vegansk) that made me drool with all the available options.

After walking miles in the day, Mia had excelled herself with her evening activity choice. We went to a wonderful spa called Liquidom which looks like it’s in a circus tent. It was just what our sore feet needed. Total zen in the floating pools and various saunas. I mainly hid out in the Himalayan salt sauna but there were hotter options. My only slight regret was the nudity had put Mark off coming (no bathing suits in saunas and optional in two of the three pools). We will have to be in Europe a while longer before he feels comfortable with that πŸ˜‚

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