Mile 603 Berlin

So I arrived a little tiered in Berlin at 08:00 after a not so great sleep on my first sleeper train, for some reason the people who could reach the light switch from their beds decided not to turn it off all night. After a day of wandering the streets and S-Bahn aimlessly I decided I was going to try and keep up the swimming thing along the way as it should be an easy way to keep active and you don’t need a membership like you do for a gym; I saw this big poster with an old picture of a swimming pool and an address, on locating the swimming pool I dot think it has been used for any thing but a dumbing ground for the last 20 years. The day continued to go well with my attempted at a night out which turned out to be about 20 posh kids trying to dance to Jungle, a 40 minute trip to the center of town and then a cab back to my hostel as there did not a pear to be any public transport what so ever (so much for a 24 hour city).
By the end of the next day after a day walking to and from the obligatory tourist spots I realised that I had not seen a bus, tram, or open metro station for over 24 hours and something must be up, after a quick google it turns out it was a 48 hour strike, which made me feel a little stupid for checking both ways when crossing tram lines for the past day. On my sisters advice I checked out a Art House squat and saw some amazing pieces by guy called Alex Rodin, on a similar vane I took a free alternative tour the following day which took us back to the Art House in the day and around the city to see graffiti on pieces of the wall and in abandoned buildings, after which I took a walk to an abandoned amusement park with the two Swedish girls who lead the tour. On my final night I managed to go out somewhere with a good crowd and got home by train so mission accomplished.