Neutrinos in Berlin day 2

The washing up liquid smells of peach like an early scratch and sniff book of mine, I am enjoying washing up. I like the smell of the ubahn, burnt/electrical/rubber mmmm. The weather broke last night with splitting cracks and torrential rain, the wind pushed everything horizontal, the Mosquitos that had feasted on us disappeared and the 'super storm' arrived. Danny, who used to work at the playhouse bar in Norwich and now lives in Berlin, said everything is prefixed with 'super' here. He lives with another ex-playhouse bar wonder called Lorelei, she is a Neuroscientist working just north of Berlin. She was telling us how her and her work colleagues were trying to hang out in the MRI scanning room, because that was the coolest place.... all in a days work. So the weather dropped by 13 degrees in a few hours last night and we have our thinking brains again at 20 degrees. Yesterday we went to an exciting venue/gallery called Urban Spree. Whilst Sal and I were talking to the venue owner who was grilling us about romanticising DDR buildings and the Cold War and did we know what we were talking about, Jon and Mark were outside talking about the romanticising of derelict buildings and the currency within creating a venue that looked like an apocalyptic aftermath, to satisfy the wonder of visitors to Berlin. Who was being authentic here. The venue owner said that he used to be a top finance PA in France. Later comparing notes, we wondered about what was real. Sal and I had a definite nod to the possibility of doing a show at Urban Spree, we will go to a gig there tonight and see what it feels like after dark. On the first night just after I emailed, we walked to Kienitzer strasse, to peer through the fence at Tempelhof airport, which has been closed for 5 years. No Entry. When we got close we saw a gate was open, we descended some steps and walked into a dreamlike landscape of an airfield inhabited by people happily picnicking, sitting with folks drinking, allotments , tipies, folks cycling around really fast over the massive expanse that is Tempelhof. It was thrilling to see a site taken over by the people. On the ubahn the homeless sometimes ride all day, they are not bothered by authorities. We watched the casually dressed / undercover ticket inspectors at work, they are looking for those who haven't but can afford to pay. This city is not like a British city, the thrill is witnessing the differences and being amongst folks who think different. Sent from my iPhone