Yesterday when I got to Berlin I thought. Hm. Why does everyone like this city. Today I figured it out. It really is the most abstract beautiful artistic city. There is something so special about a place that has played the largest roles in both world wars. I thought that possibly now Berlin would not remember the past except for the few museums here and there. But it is everywhere. Infront of the library there is this huge window in the ground. When you look down you see this white room filled with empty shelves. Its there to remember when the Nazi student group had this huge book burning. A small cobblestone reads "the people who burn books will soon burn people". It's very small and hundreds of people walk over it but it's incredible. Everything here is loaded with so much emotion that it's over whelming for me at times. There is this beautiful building that has bullet holes in all the columns. There are so many things that there is no way I can explain them. I just can understand why it is people love this place. Also tomorrow I will probably blog about a museum I went to. And it was the most moving piece of art I have ever seen. I'm still digesting it.
Tomorrow I am going to see a very interesting concentration camp called Sachsenhausen. After they closed the concentration camp after the war the Soviets took it over and used it as a concentration camp.
Also everything I learn here just reminds me how much I love Russian history. But hasn't quite yet made it clear to me why.