From an old Travel
Diary.
West
Berlin was a bright, sparkling modern city, neon signs flashing. We had a very
short time in Berlin, two hours' sightseeing, and one hour's shopping. During
the sightseeing, we saw the usual statues and large buildings, also the Soviet
War Memorial (well guarded) and the Olympic Stadium. An incredible feeling -
that that was where Hitler actually was.
And
then of course, THE WALL. Quite a low
wall, unimpressive, with no extra markers or anything on the West Berlin side
to show that if you climbed over, you would be shot dead. There were signs to
warn you that you would be leaving West Berlin, and many slogans painted on the
wall (about ten feet high, I suppose)
and when you could see over, there was a wide bare strip, with soldiers
in pill-boxes here and there, and barbed wire, and alert-looking Alsatian dogs.
And another fence further into East Germany. It did look utterly impossible to
get across undetected. So many people killed there, trying to cross that narrow
strip of land!
And
just over the wall, too, was a little rise under which was Hitler's Bunker. The
scene of so much history, Berlin, and
now how strange it would be in that bustling city - a city in the middle of a
foreign and hostile country.
At
11.00 am, we left Berlin, though the Checkpoint, which took quite some time,
and then the long drive through East Germany. Almost immediately after crossing
the Border, we were in country-side. We didn't really see East Berlin at all -
except a little over the Wall. A few small towns, but mostly emptiness, so
depopulated does East Germany seem in spite of her wall.
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