B e r l i n
Berlin, Berlin, Berlin. That’s ALL I ever hear these days. If it’s not the art they’re raving about it’s the beer. If it’s not the beer it’s the amazing underground erotica clubs. If it’s not this, well, you haven’t experienced Berlin. Hopping from secret bars to hush hush clubs throbbing with god knows what, you might find yourself slinking through obscure black doors at the discretion of some bad tempered, ill mannered beefcake. So i’ve heard. But don’t let that put you off. Check out this a m a z i n g little gem called Ackselhaus and Blue, an exotic and individual metropolis in East Berlin. “It’s like being on a vintage yacht. Far away yet homely at the same time” is how it’s been described, with a sought after city garden thrown into the mix to make this place one hell of a find.