The weather fitted perfectly for my first visit to the Gedenkstätte Berliner Mauer. The rain was drizzling down as you thought it only did in England, and that in the middle of summer. Just before the official reopening of the memorial site in August 2011, on the 50th anniversary of the erection of the wall.
Along the Bernauer Strasse is the biggest stretch of old wall. On the western side is a visistor center, a couple of hundred metres down the road a watchtower. You cannot avoid to imagine how inhabitants from Berlin were looking towards their fellow citizens on the other side. Separated by walls, automated rifles and guards.
The Gedenkstätte is rapidly developing into a major tourist attraction. Quite a shame, because the information panels that are spread around the former Todesstreifen are actually better to be experienced in solitude. This ain’t no East Side Gallery, filled with graffiti: this is a protest against any means of state suppression.
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