Yesterday seems like a long time ago.
Marilyn and I were good tourists and covered a lot of ground in what is known as the Museum Island.
Today, we also covered some ground, but with a different mission, and one which got us lost. We’re back inside the hotel now and it is 9:20 p.m., past bedtime, but cannot hit the feather pillows until I write this blog.
So here is how we spent the day yesterday:
Museum Island in Berlin is listed in UNESCO of the World Heritage Sites and houses the Old Museum, The New Museum, the Old National Gallery, the Bode Museum and the Pergamon Museum.
We decided that in one day we would take least two of those on, and we chose the Old Museum with Greek and Roman artifacts and sculptures and the Old National Gallery that features art of the masters.
Marilyn, the navigator did the research to get us to the Old Museum, and with a little bit confusion, we found the Old National Gallery.
I am always amazed, when viewing the evidence of the Greeks early ingenuity, the creativity and the skill in the smoothly sculptured mythical figures and the busts of their statesmen and philosophers.
They were far ahead of their time, and we, in our modern culture has them to thank. The Greeks lent their artistic talents to the Italians and gave us equal beauty from Rome.
In this museum we, not only enjoyed the sculptures but some of the artifacts in jewelry, tools and pottery from before the birth of Christ.
I liked the room that demonstrated the power given to women and Marilyn and I especially liked the sculpture of the “Wounded Amazon”. Power to the women!!
After we went through the Old Museum, and while trying to find the Old National Gallery, we stopped, regrouped and had a typical German snack – cake.
We walked around in the cold air, asking for information and while on the way to the National Gallery, we found a ticket kiosk where Marilyn purchased tickets to the opera, La Boheme for Christmas Day. She surprised me by telling me my ticket would be my Christmas present. What a friend.
We also found the Old National Gallery with old master artists’ work plentiful and we spent lots of time marveling over what we saw and experienced. Marilyn, when I told her my favorite was the Dutch painter Max Lieberman, told me I was prejudiced. Sure, I am; but the Dutch are renowned artists and deserve the credit.
Today the air was even colder and snow fell softly down to fill the ground with about two inches of snow.
We were headed for the flea market but got lost, and therefore, we had lunch on the top floor of a department store in a different shopping center than where we have been previously. Getting lost gives you opportunity to see and learn more about the city and country, so I never mind that.
Then we decided to see a movie and headed on a bus and a tram, and got lost again, but finally found our way to the movie, Anna Karina. We both thought the movie was creative and compelling, and encourage you to see it.
On the way back to the hotel, since I haven’t done quite as much walking as previous days, I made a comment that three out of four of my usual pains are not painful. I still have a sore arm from carrying the suitcases up the staircase, and hope that by the time I leave, it will have improved.