Today is Samstag, aka Saturday, and it happens to be my first full Saturday in Berlin (as you may recall, I was in Bremen last week). Today was an important day because it represented my first opportunity to get some necessary shopping done. Stores here in Germany keep the most annoying hours–they’re basically the same as my working hours during the week. And most stores are completely closed on Sonntag (Sunday) as well. So I had no choice: Shop today or wait another week.
Today also represented my first day using Berlin’s public transportation completely on my own with nobody telling me any shortcuts, what train lines to use, interpreting the ticket machine, or pointing me towards any of the stations. My success was due entirely to my iPhone. Since I finally got a SIM card for T-Mobile on Friday (thanks, NI!), I’m now able to use the Internet on my phone again. That means Google Maps and, paired with the iPhone’s GPS and compass, it gave me all the information I needed. Oh, and I also used a free App called Tube: Berlin City to plan the routes through the S-Bahn and U-Bahn systems.
My main destination for the day was Alexanderplatz, a place shown quite often in Berlin tourist info. It’s most notable landmark is the Fernsehturm (television tower) which can be seen from almost anywhere in the city, being the tallest structure in Berlin. There’s an observation deck and rotating restaurant up in the sphere–I will have to check them out some time in the future since the tower was not today’s destination. Instead, I was heading out for the mega shopping complexes that are at Alexanderplatz. Alexa Shopping Centre, to be specific, because it contains a Media Markt which is probably the closest thing to Best Buy in Germany. So I headed out at 11AM to the U Schlesisches Tor station which sits almost half-way between my apartment and Native Instruments. Thanks to the Tube app on my iPhone, I knew I had to catch the U1 towards Warschauer Straße which was only one stop away over the river Spree, then catch one of four different trains which would all go to Alexanderplatz before diverging towards their separate destinations. I don’t know if it’s intentional or not, but I only had to wait about two minutes for the second train to come along once I got to Warschauer Straße. I hopped on and rode it three stations to Alexanderplatz. When I walked out of the station, here’s what I saw:

Pow! It's the Fernsehturm, aka "Toothpick", silhouetted against the grey sky.
I had obviously made it to the right place. But where was Media Markt? I whipped out the iPhone, pulled up Google Maps, and typed in the name. Voila! Walking directions appeared, and I was only two blocks away. I started heading up the street as directed but, before I found Media Markt, I found Saturn which is evidently Media Markt’s biggest competition (or vice versa). I decided to go into Saturn instead and managed to find almost everything I was looking for: a pack of cheap AA batteries (for my wireless mouses), a pack of cheap C batteries (for my TB-303), two 9-outlet power strips (a combination of 3 Schuko sockets and 6 Europlug sockets on each), and a 3-meter extension cable with a Schuko plug and socket on the ends. I was unable to find a simple 9V adapter so I could run my TB-303 on wall power, so I’ll have to find that elsewhere (probably online once my Sparkasse debit card shows up). I wandered through the rest of the store (all three levels) to get a sense of what was there. Same stuff as Best Buy and, much to my dismay, basically the “same price” as things in the US. What I mean by that is that something that costs $49 in the US cost 49€ here. When you convert 49€ to US Dollars, that’s about $62.29! So consumer electronics are more expensive here…bummer. I was also appalled by the prices of their flat-screen TVs: a modest set will run thousands of euro. I was used to seeing pretty large sets sitting near the entrance to Best Buy that were between $499-$899. Maybe I haven’t found them yet, but it looks like I’ll be forking over a bunch of dough if I have to buy one of these myself (in the event I don’t find a furnished apartment that already includes one).
I’d had enough of Saturn, so I left and started looking for stores that would satisfy the other needs on my shopping list. I still needed towels, a backpack, a wallet, and a kitty litter box with scooper. As I hunted around the building that housed Saturn, I finally saw where Media Markt was across the street–at the Alexa Shopping Center. Off I went and entered a 4-story mall that was crawling with people. I guess I wasn’t the only one who needed to get all their shopping done this Saturday. Media Markt was right by the entrance so I decided to head in to see if they may have had the elusive 9V adaptor I wanted. I was quickly stopped by an employee because I was carrying a bag–he gestured towards some lockers where I was to put my stuff if I was going to walk around their store. I went over there, but couldn’t figure out how to work the lockers. I honestly think the free lockers were all broken–I don’t think I was completely inept. So I decided to leave and explore the rest of Alexa.
Alexa is a trendy place. It’s got all of your hyper-fashion stores there, places where I’d probably never shop in my life even if I had the money. I walked around each floor to make sure I knew what was there and didn’t miss anything. They evidently love Esprit. I think I walked past 4 different stores that were all variations on Esprit one way or another. Something I didn’t expect there: Build-A-Bear Workshop. It seemed rather American amongst all the other stores, but I guess the whole concept of mass consumerism is pretty American to begin with so I shouldn’t have been horribly surprised.
I finally came across a store called Top Two. I don’t know why it was called that, but I quickly saw that it was the place to get a backpack. I must have rummaged for 45 minutes through that store looking for something that would suit me. I ended up getting a backpack for 50€ that I probably never would have got back in the States, simply because my requirements are different now. The way I see it, without having a car, the backpack is the equivalent of a trunk. It’s the trunk of a pedestrian. It’s the trunk of a bicycle. And, dammit, I want to be able to hold a lot of junk in my trunk. The backpack I chose has two really large pouches that make up the bulk of the bag. This will allow me to carry my work items (laptop, power supply, etc.) and also have plenty of room to fit groceries on the way home from work. What’s also cool is that both pouches cinch up at the top and are made of waterproof nylon, so everything inside will stay dry if I’m out in the rain (which has been more often than not, lately). It’s not very stylish, but it’s extremely functional and didn’t cost an arm-and-a-leg.
Before I left the store, I also found a wallet because I have discovered a frustration with Euros that I simply cannot handle anymore. There are three factors at work here:
- The Euro paper bills are all different sizes. I’m sure this was intended to allow a person with vision impairment to figure out what amount of money they are handling–the bigger the bill, the more it’s worth. But this creates a problem in that I cannot stack the bills all together and fold them in half to place nicely in my front pocket. Every attempt to do that has resulted in a complete mash of bills in my pocket. Instead of pulling out a nice, clean pack of bills, I pull out fists of wadded cash like an 8-year-old.
- The 5€ note is the smallest bill they make. 1€ and 2€ are coins. This means I’m walking around with more metal coins in my pocket than ever before. This is exacerbated by the fact that I want to be quick at the cash register, so I don’t waste a bunch of time trying to sort through all these weird coins to get exact change. Thus, even more coins go in my pocket every time I partake in a transaction. I’ll obviously learn the coins soon but…
- The humidity here makes it difficult to get my hands in and out of my pockets. If I stick my hand in to find some coins, my pocket will usually pull itself inside out when I remove my hand therefore dumping the entire contents of the pocket all over the ground. This makes me want to use coins even less!
I noticed a bunch of people around here have wallets that also have zippered or Velcro coin pockets on the side. That allows them to whip out some bills and easily see the coins they’re carrying. It keeps the bills neat, too, so that’s what I got. As you may have deduced from the above, I never carried bills in my wallet back in the US. I always carried them in my front pockets. My wallet was basically just a card holder for my driver’s license, debit card, business cards, etc. So I now have to get used to a big bulky wallet in my pocket. If it drives me nuts, I may have to invest in one of those over-the-shoulder bags I see some guys carrying around. We’ll soon see.
So I’d succeeded in finding the majority of the electronic items I needed, plus the wallet and backpack, and even stumbled across a book store that had a few books in English. And they happened to have exactly what I was looking for–better than what I was looking for, in fact: Douglas Adams’ Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy–A Trilogy in Four Parts. A nice fat book containing all four volumes in one. Without any English TV stations or the ability to stream English shows, I guess I’ll have to go back to the printed word.
One thing was still missing: towels. I was totally baffled that, after walking all levels of this mega-mall, I had not found any place selling towels. No Bath & Body Works type place, nor Bed, Bath, and Beyond. No department stores, either. I walked around the bottom floor one more time and did finally find one place that had towels. I found a huge white bath towel for 20€. Expensive, but I really needed a new towel–this beach towel I brought with me just wasn’t cutting it (I’d expected there to be linens at this place like there were in Bremen back in May…I was wrong). So now I have one super-huge towel and it means I can use the beach towel as a floor mat in the bathroom so I don’t have to worry about slipping and falling on the tile every time I get out of the shower.
And the cool thing: Everything I bought fit inside of the backpack. Perfect!
Realizing I was done with this place and that it was approaching 2PM, I went to the food court and had my first Currywurst. Seems to be a bratwurst smothered in curry sauce. It was good, and I had my pommes with mayonnaise instead of ketchup (like a real European).
While all the stuff I’d managed to buy was important, nothing was as important as the last things on my list: The kitty litter box and a pooper scooper. Zoey has been putting up with this tiny cardboard box for the entire time she’s been here and I know she’s been hating it. She’s also been tracking litter everywhere since it can’t keep it in when she digs around in the box. Unfortunately, the grocery stores here are not equipped with anything but food. They have human food, and they have pet food, but they have no “accessories” at all. The market may sell kitty litter, but they’d don’t sell the box to put it in. It’s been damned frustrating. And it’s even worse because I can’t type “Pet Store” into Google Maps and expect to find anything in Germany. I need to type in the German name which wasn’t translating properly on Google Translate.
Fortunately, a website called ToyTownGermany.com had the answer. This website is basically a forum for English-speaking expatriates trying to find their way around Berlin. There was a thread about this very subject and the store name that came up was “Fressnapf”. I typed it into Google Maps and found it…it was not nearby. So I had to hit the train station again and get myself down to Anhalter Bahnhof.
One thing I should mention about the train system: You buy a ticket and it allows you to switch trains as many times as you want over a 2-hour period provided that you’re constantly going in one direction. You can’t, for example, travel 30 minutes one way, spend 45 minutes there, then travel 30 minutes back on one ticket. You have to buy a separate ticket for the return trip. Each ticket is 2,10€ and I’d already purchased one for my journey to Alexanderplatz. But since I’d been at Alexanderplatz for more than 2 hours, I had to buy a new ticket even though I was still traveling away from my place (the same direction as when I’d started in the morning).
To say that I had to buy a new ticket is a bit of a stretch. They sort of run on the honor system here. I bought my ticket, validated it, then stuck it in my pocket and never pulled it out again. Nobody ever checked it. Typically, nobody ever will, but occasionally there will be Kontrolleur who get on board the train and start checking everybody’s tickets. If you don’t have one, well, I don’t know what will happen. A big fine, I presume? Anyway, I don’t really want to find out. 2,10€ is manageable.
After riding 2 trains again, I arrived at Anhalter Bahnhof and used Google Maps again to point me towards Fressnapf. I found it, and it’s just like PetCo or Pet City back in the States. Not only did they have every kind of kitty little box there (ones with domes, ones without, square, triangles, you name it), they also had all the toys, scratching posts, and every type of food imaginable. The kitty litter boxes were all on the top shelf, and I managed to use charades to ask the lady working there to get one down for me. I also said “Wo ist scooper?” while making a scooping gesture and she pointed me towards the slotted shovels. Yay! 6€ and I was out of there with the scooper in the backpack and the kitty litter box in hand. Yeah, I had to walk around carrying that thing until I got home.
Getting home was a little tricker at this point. I ended up going back to Anhalter Bahnhof and catching the same train I was on before (so I didn’t buy a new ticket), and took it one stop to Yorckstraße. I then switched to another train which took me one stop to Möckernbrücke. I then switched again and took the train 4 stops to Görlitzer Bahnhof which was one stop short of Schlesisches Tor where I started my day. It turns out my apartment is half-way between the two stops, so I decided to try the walk from the other direction. When I made it back, it was almost 6PM. I’d been out almost 7 hours doing my thing. Amazing how much time it took. But it was a success. No goof-ups on the trains at all. I’m quite happy about that.
I think Zoey is very happy now with her new box. I’ve also started moving some things around here to make the place more livable now that I got those few essential items I’d been missing. Tune in tomorrow to find out what happens to my apartment as a result of this venture!
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