We started the day off as we intended to go, breakfast and a trip on the tram to find where the third flak tower from WW2 was located in hte city. All went well, we checked to see we had got everything we needed and then we jumped on the tram to Friedrichstr Bahnhof in the hope of a southern train to find where the bunker was. or I should say where we thought it should be. So we went whizzing along, down south, to find the missing flak tower.
We got off and found an English speaking German ticket dude who quickly found out where we wanted to goand gave us a printed route to follow. This time it was all going so well. We were going from Berlin Sudkreuz on to Berlin Humboldthain (wherever that is) and then we were so close to the tower we could spit on it. Despite a few worries we got there in one piece and the rain had turned into a wet but, drizzle day so all was well.
We went straight accross to see the flak tower and ran into a bunch of Krauts on the undergroud tour. After an exchange of the languages, it became clear that we couldn’t go with them as they were all on maximum capacity. Well me and Paul had a look round the two flak towers and worked out what was missing (88mm guns etc) and we could see it was still all got graffiti all over everything.
We had a slow walk down to the ground, through all the fenced off trees and located where we should get our tickets from. Of course it wouldn’t be a German trip if it was all straight forward to yer English travelers. The first place hadn’t got any tickets but, sent us over the road to the booking office, where we found they didn’t have any tickets either, but, they gave us a map showing where we could all pay a fortune to wander about under Berlin. Seeing as each and every trip added up to about 45 euros, we quickly lost interest and then went back to the train to head back to a scoff shop for some grub.
We had decided that it would be best to decide where to go before we decided how much it would cost and then worked it all out. All in all, it seemed to be an expensive way to get underground for 90 minues at a time. I’m not sure you needed to see more than 90 minutes worth of rubble some place under Berlin. Especially as we had already found out in the past that the best place was the S Bahn sation where the trains all slowed down (so people could jump aboard) as they went through the East Berlin back to the West side.
Well we had another scoff up and then had a wander round before we headed back to the last night of the trip. It hadn’t been a complete waste of time and we had managed to enjoy ourselves, despite getting lost, train breaking down on platform and managing to find our way to the hotel. All we had to do was check on how we left and then get some kip ready for the last day.