More Flea Markets, Modern Art, & Dinner in the Dark

Today was action-packed.  In the morning we met Gay and Beth at Mauer Park--a truly dangerous place for two dedicated bargain hunters.  Within a few blocks was a second, much smaller "pretty" flea market at Arkona Pl.

Here's a sample of our booty.

We stopped at Gay's apartment for some excellent rhubarb kuchen (must get that recipe), and much needed (by Becky) coffee, before braving public transpo again for some culture at the Hamburger Bahnhof Museum.  MF attempted to explain some of the modern art exhibits to those who skipped Art History (the rest of us; well, at least Becky), but largely failed to make a dent (well, at least with Becky). 

There were some outstanding Warhol pieces and a wonderful Anthony McCall exhibit called Five Minutes of Pure Sculpture--sculpture with light.

Gay poses in the light sculpture

For dinner we had a truly unique experience at the Unsicht Bar.  The menu was completely vague.  The choices were Vegetarian, Poultry, Beef, Seafood, or Surprise!  As an example the soup in the poultry menu might be described as an Asian seascape sunset kissed by fruit of the land. After making our choices Rene, our blind (yes, legally blind!) waiter escorted us to our table by having Becky get behind him and place her hands on his shoulders, and MF placing her hands on Becky's shoulders.  Our little choo-choo was soon in a maze-like passageway with less, and less, and finally no light at all.  We were helped into chairs at a table where we were told there was nothing other than placemats, silverware (knife and soup spoon on the right; fork on the left; dessert spoon at the top) and napkins.  Wine was placed in our hands; a bottle of water and a glass were above the placemats and we were told that we should pour the water into the glass.  The courses were salad, soup, main dish and dessert.  We were not told what we were eating until the meal was over.  There were other diners speaking German and English.  We could hear one accident occuring--something involving a vodka and orange juice flood.  It was utterly unnerving...and messy.  Fortunately, there were lots of extra napkins.  In addition to the strange sensation of eating as a blind person must eat, there were wonderful taste sensations because this was a terrific restaurant.

Another wunderbar, if dark, day in Berlin!