I might have stretched S a little thin with two classical music performances over the weekend. How could we pass up a Bach-marathon, or a family showing of “Die Zauberflöte?” You may be thinking: “quite easily.” I certainly got one … Continue reading
Sundays in Berlin are for brunch and spending hours sipping your Milchkaffee – who am I kidding? Everyday in Berlin is for sipping your Milchkaffe – but once upon a time they were for going to church (and still are in some parts of the country). Because of this stores are closed on Sundays*. I’m told it used to be like that in the States, but this morning S told me that I’m only three years old, so I don’t remember.
Incidentally, she told me she was sechs.
Some stores are allowed to be open if they serve some necessary purpose. Stores in train stations are open, zum Beispiel, so that travelers can pick up some groceries on the way home (most major train stations have at least a small grocery store. The best is the REWE in Ostbahnhof) or people like me who occasionally forget something. I absolutely hate forgetting something, because its just so dull to go all the way to the station just for a bunch of scallions. One such Sunday I managed to convince Jon to go with me, to try to make it a little more fun. Then I convinced him instead of getting right back into the Bahn, we should take a little stroll. That’s how we discovered the Tag der offenen Tür at the Konzerthaus, a whole day of free music in one of the world’s best venues.
S is surprisingly enthusiastic about classical music and only occasionally tries to sing along in live settings. For some reason she thought this concert would be too loud.
But she quickly warmed up to it. In fact she got a little too comfortable and tried to take a nap on the floor. We took it as our cue to go. Unfortunately, the Konzerthaus doesn’t have any more children’s programs this summer, but I hope I can find more.
It certainly makes Sunday runs to the grocery store a bit more interesting.
*Also, technically, because employees are only allowed to work a certain number of hours per week and must have Sundays off. I’m assuming the Sundays off thing harkens back to ye olde times, but part of me wonders why not have shifts? The people who don’t go to church could take Sunday hours and have a day off during the week? Silly Amerikanerin.