Post: #51

@Source: Next time you should check out other venues. At http://www.berlin030.de you can check the party schedule of the whole city.

Post: #52

I think i've mentioned it somewhere..but just the biased that I've now lived in hamburg for a couple months..I say hamburg.

Dusseldorf, Cologne, Magdeburg(small city)
Frankfurt( only day gamed there, never saw the nightlife)
I've also done well, even if not long enough to bang, in small towns in german. surprisingly eastern germany is alot more open than I thought.

I've seen post from other about cities around military bases being good spots too.

I heard Berlin is great from alot of people..this was my second time visiting it and and I personally don't believe the hype.
But then again people told me Dusseldorf is lame and horrible for girls when you can drive 30 minutes to Cologne. I did much better in Dusseldorf, despite getting rejected entry to come clubs.

Bigger cities obviously have more prospects

but to me..its not the city..its just about finding your place in it.

Post: #53

(04-11-2012 07:21 AM)Sourcecode Wrote:  surprisingly eastern germany is alot more open than I thought.

Do you mean more DTF than in Western Germany ? Most guys in the west say that girls in the east are easier.

Post: #54

Yes,girls in Dresden are definitely more open.I think it is the effect of communism they still have egalitarian views.Economic conditions are also much harsher in the East.

Post: #55

I don't know if I would say more DTF.
But I was always told that outsiders,foreigners,minorities wouldnt be as welcomed. Mostly uninformed people, Americans and whatnot tell me germans are racist and whatnot especially further east. But I haven't had one experience anywhere in east germany..even small towns that made me uncomfortable.
Like I said..Old people have welcomed me to their homes. Old East Germans living on farms in the country..have been nicer to me than bouncers outside of clubs in Dusseldorf and Cologne..

Post: #56

I really found it barren for girls too. Espec during the day, you just dont see them. I remember my first day back in London, walking around the center one evening thinking "woaaaah oh yeah, this is what its like to see hot girls out"

Best club I found for girls was Cookies in West Berlin. Posh, trendy, hotties abound. Found it quite a tough crowd though.
And guys like Brad Branson from RSD rate it up there with Stockholm. I think he has a hooked up intern who knows the best spots and have heard he's a bit of a one-shot-one-kill sniper and prob doesnt need many sets.

Post: #57

(04-11-2012 12:11 PM)RichieP Wrote:  Best club I found for girls was Cookies in West Berlin. Posh, trendy, hotties abound. Found it quite a tough crowd though.
And guys like Brad Branson from RSD rate it up there with Stockholm. I think he has a hooked up intern who knows the best spots and have heard he's a bit of a one-shot-one-kill sniper and prob doesnt need many sets.

I was about to suggest Cookies, as well. Its less hipsterized while still popular.

Post: #58

(04-10-2012 06:14 PM)BoiBoi Wrote:  Depending on this you should have choosen the spots. I know of some spots, where black dudes crush it. Basically, there are clubs where girls go to hook up whit black guys.

Mind dropping the data on these spots? I'm trying to hit Germany sometime this summer.

Post: #59

Guys,I told you what was up last weekend,but you went to "matrix"...even the 16year old kids here know it as a shithole.also everybody who goes out more than 5times per year will tell you cookies' best days are over.

Post: #60

So Berliner, where do you recommend for consistent cool club nights with cute girls? (not just hipsters there for drugs/music)?

Post: #61

Yeah, last time I went to Matrix was like 10 years ago and even back then it sucked. Anyways, Cookies is alright if you want to avoid the hipster/druggie/tecno crowd. Def DO NOT go to Golden Gate if you are not into drugs.

Back to the topic, since Berlin is big and clubs come and go quickly, its kinda hard to recommend, but here are some ideas:

Club der Visionäre: Good if weather is nice, since its more of an outdoors location. Rather cheap, lots of tourists, sometimes turns into a sausagesfest

Wilde Renate: Nice tecnoclub, cool location.

Festsaal Kreuzberg: Location is nothing special, but they got some good parties. Check out Soul Xplosion if you are into Soul/Funk.

Kater Holzig: Another nice tecnoclub, very cool location, especially during summer. Kinda expensive. Many Tourists!

Golden Gate: Shithole of a club, but somehow I enjoy it a lot. If you are rolling heavily and its 8 AM and you want to continue your drugfused night, its a good spot. I wouldnt go just for gaming girls, though.

Cookies: Little bit more posh club. Rather snobbish crowd, less drugs/hipsters. Nothing too special, but not bad.

Berghain: Great sound system and music, but very gay. Not my cup of tea.

Surprise: If you are black and want to hook up with a white girl, thats your spot. Lots of Africans around for that purpose.

Hoppetosse: They have some Ragga/Dancehall nights. Been there once and it was pretty much fatties hooking up with black dudes, not recommendable for whities.

Felix: Club of the Adlon hotel. Very posh and expensive. Older crowd. I dont dig it, but if you are into that kinda scene you might check it out.

Every club on Revaler Str: Tourist infested crap. M.I.K.Z., Raw, etc. all suck.

2be Club: If you are into Hip Hop/Black music you might give it a try. Music can be good, but crowd is very low class. Not recommendable.

Havana: 3-floor Hip Hop and Latin club. My friend is resident dj there and still I almost never go there. Often a sausagefest and some pros a around.

Thats it for now.

Post: #62

where were you when I needed you man

Post: #63

@Source:If u want to check out the city again, there are 2 huge events in the next months.

First, there is the 1st of May. Used to be some punks vs police riot, but has become a huge party with the ocaccional violent outburst.
Then you have the Karneval der Kulturen, which is Berlins biggest open air event. Kinda like the Love Parade, but different music. Very nice if weather is good.

Post: #64

What are some good areas for staying and clubbing? Techno, Electronic, Posh etc.

Post: #65

NY Times article on Berlin's techno and house scene:

Quote:Sunrise on a Sunday morning is barely noticeable in Berghain, the club that has been the citadel of techno music in Berlin for a decade. Its main dance floor is a perpetually dark place illuminated, infrequently, by flashing lights overhead and packed, hour after hour, with increasingly sweaty dancers. Its D.J.s play marathon sets that run nonstop, night and day, through weekends and into Monday afternoons, sustaining the metronomic mayhem of untrammeled Berlin techno: giant, booming drumbeats and bass lines bearing down and building up again and again, with relentless impact.

Berghain’s main room was once the turbine hall of an East Berlin power plant; it has starkly functional steel stairs, concrete walls and a towering 60-foot ceiling. The crowd is dressed for dancing, not display: women in little black dresses or tank tops and shorts with backpacks, men in hoodies and jeans, or shirtless, or wearing leather harnesses and little else. People sway, jitter, hop around, bob their heads, jerk their shoulders, shake their hips, grind in couples; some hug together and twirl around in bare-chested groups.

Off the dance floor, scattered through the multistory building, are shadowy alcoves where more private encounters occur. There are no mirrors anywhere, no lingering evidence; anything goes except photography, which is so strictly prohibited that doormen paste stickers over cellphone cameras. The atmosphere is charged with rhythm and body heat, a communal momentum, an ominous euphoria.

This month Berlin celebrated the 25th anniversary of the 1989 opening of the Berlin Wall. The anarchic energies set free by its fall have defined the city for a generation, despite recent tendencies toward the international clichés of gentrification. The scars of division are still visible in places like the East Side Gallery, an undemolished mile-long section of the wall along the Spree River now decorated with cartoonish, but often still touching, agitprop mural paintings.

One aspect of reunification that no one would have predicted — the emergence of techno and a tenacious, do-it-yourself club scene — has turned out to be not a passing night-life fad, but a cornerstone of the city’s identity. Even as mainstream electronic dance music moves toward the glamour and celebrity of pop, Berlin’s tradition is still to party in the ruins: dark, unglamorous, driven.

“This culture is part of the DNA of the city,” said Sven von Thülen, a journalist and D.J. whose oral history of techno (written with Felix Denk), “Der Klang der Familie: Berlin, Techno and the Fall of the Wall,” has just been published in English. “The anarchy days — years — gave the subculture time to root itself into the culture of the city.”

Berlin’s clubs, and the spirit they have long represented, draw to the city not only tourists but an influx of expatriate artists, musicians and D.J.s — for whom Berlin’s rents, even though they are now rising, are still comparatively low — and plenty of Berliners themselves who are willing to spend Mondays recovering from long nights or afternoons on the dance floor. As the anniversary approached, I took a four-day club crawl through Berlin last month and found that while the anarchy days are over, they left behind a gritty charm.

Berlin is no longer solely ruled by techno. House music, the style that dominates clubs internationally, also booms over many dance floors in the city. Even at Berghain there is a second room, Panorama Bar, where dancers can leave behind the severity of techno for the more optimistic, more harmonious bounce of house music. At the Watergate, an upscale club with windows and an outdoor deck that overlook the Spree (and reflections of the lighted sign of Universal Music headquarters, built after reunification), dancers can watch the sun rise behind the D.J. Unfortunately, the superb view came with some of the most conventional deep-house music I heard in Berlin. But the kind of big-room house music that looks toward pop — the music of globe-hopping arena D.J.s — still hasn’t conquered Berlin.

“Berlin has the vibe of, `We do it by ourselves,’ ” said Ellen Allien, a D.J. who also runs the label BPitch Control. “The sound is more rough here than other places, more underground. They keep the vibe here. It’s not for the money — it’s passionate.”

The techno that emerged during Berlin’s reunification was a product of unique circumstances: new music (and the technology to make and deliver it), available spaces and emerging drugs like Ecstasy.

“Gorbachev is guilty for techno,” said Dimitri Hegemann, who started the pioneering club Tresor and later a recording company of the same name. “Because he opened the wall, he finally gave the green light. There was optimism, euphoria. Everything was creative, everything was possible, we could do what we wanted to do. All these kids from East and West went to Berlin to see what’s going on, and then there were no authorities for awhile to chase after illegal clubs.”

The spaces were crucial. Where the wall had carved a perimeter for its infamous death strip, and then where East German businesses began closing down, there were abandoned buildings awaiting both squatters and party-givers.

“When I was living in the squats, I learned the most important things for my artistic life,” Ms. Allien said. “To feel free and not to be afraid, even if I can’t buy bread tomorrow — not to be afraid of anything, just do it for passion.”

Mr. Hegemann started Tresor by opening up a vault (“tresor”) in a department store that had been disused since World War II. He now runs Kraftwerk (power plant), a huge complex in a former power plant that includes a relocated Tresor — a black-on-black bunker pierced by strobe lights that turn the dance floor into something like a Nine Inch Nails video — as well as the white-tiled Ohm, which books with a more varied, sometimes experimental streak. His Kraftwerk also has additional cavernous spaces used for concerts and art installations.

Like Tresor, other Berlin clubs are named after what used to occupy the premises. Stattbad was a state swimming pool, built in 1907 and remodeled by East Berlin in the 1950s; “I learned to swim here,” said a cabdriver who picked me up. Now, what used to be a big blue pool, with its floor sloping toward the deep end, is one big dance floor. So is a boiler room below it, where dancers overlook towering turbines while the bass goes boom. Farbfernseher (“color TV”) was a TV repair shop, its exterior now spattered with graffiti. Inside, it’s a small, strictly utilitarian, almost cubic room with pitted walls, bleachers climbing up to its bar and a teeming dance floor.

Techno took hold in Berlin as an import, almost a cargo cult. Though the term techno had been applied to various styles in and out of Germany, this was the techno of Detroit producers like Juan Atkins and Derrick May. Detroit’s techno refracted some of the robotic electronic sounds and beats introduced in the 1970s by German bands like Kraftwerk through American house music and hip-hop, making those artificial sounds funkier but no less foreboding. On its home ground in Detroit, techno received little attention at first. But Mark Ernestus, a Berliner who had made it his business — Hard Wax Records — to supply Berlin’s dance-club D.J.s with rare imports, was smitten and became techno’s evangelist. He chased down releases from small American labels, which were immediately snapped up by the handful of influential D.J.s who got them first.

The music, abstract and mournfully propulsive, just sounded right in the semi-ruined spaces of the transformed city; Berliners embraced it, and while other styles have made inroads, Berlin has never let go of techno. (Two companies whose software is widely used for electronic music, Ableton and Native Instruments, are headquartered in Berlin.) Hard Wax is still a prized source of music for D.J.s. The tracks are no longer rare, since they are available not only as vinyl discs but also as downloads. What Hard Wax continues to offer is selectivity. The store is tucked into a back courtyard, a few flights up a beat-up staircase with graffiti everywhere, punk-style. At the counter, a D.J. spins new releases. To keep customers open-minded, Hard Wax files most of its discs by label, not genre (except for reggae). Each one is annotated, like a wine at a fancy shop, with an enthusiastic and accurate description.

Another major factor shaped Berlin club culture: no more curfews. The music never has to stop. That helped create the city’s late-night-and-into-the-next-day habits, disrupting circadian rhythms for a disorienting good time. Clubs typically open their doors at midnight, and few partygoers bother to show up before 1 a.m.; they’re probably taking preparatory naps. I tried a few clubs around midnight and found only handfuls of people in conversation at the bars and nearly empty dance floors.

The city differs from other hubs known for their night life in another significant way: Berlin still favors music over bling. Its clubs — particularly Berghain — have famously arbitrary doormen. I heard stories of women being turned away from a club because they were wearing high-heels and clearly not planning to dance much, and of someone barred after flaunting his affluence with a platinum credit card (clubs are generally cash-only).

Posing is not encouraged; many clubs make visitors check portable cameras at the door. In visits to nearly two dozen Berlin clubs, I saw only one cellphone selfie being taken. Like the other clubgoers, I was left with memories rather than images. The clubs mentioned here are the ones that were most memorable; through history and happenstance, they could only be in Berlin.

A Berlin club doesn’t have to be huge or fancy to be ecstatic; some ruins are barely renovated. The dance floors are only parlor-size at Salon Zur Wilden Renate, where well-known D.J.s sometimes drop by unannounced to play adventurous sets of house or techno. It was once a squatted apartment building and still has an arty, found-furniture aura. It’s a warren of whimsically decorated spaces: hallways festooned with old photos or flat-screen video, a dance parlor with dozens of little disco balls hanging from the ceiling, little sitting rooms packed with overstuffed furniture or old TVs and video games, and a courtyard that happens to hold a mini-gondola, a Trabant (the much-mocked East German car) turned into a planter and a much-rained-upon white baby grand piano. The atmosphere is like an art-school party that commandeered Grandma’s place and never left.

Fiese Remise — a midsize showcase featuring D.J.s who are local heroes in Berlin — greets visitors like a junkyard, with the wreck of a 1950s car, an outdoor seating area that looks as if was knocked together from scraps and, as a box office, the remnants of a bus. But through the bus is a futuristic double-decker club with crisp, punchy sound systems. There’s a large upstairs room with dozens of speakers scattered over walls and ceiling, and a steamy, low-ceilinged basement where geometric patterns pulse behind the D.J. and every beat is a thump in the chest.

Though its music was tamer when I visited, Suicide Circus also goes for a ramshackle feel. It’s down a long outdoor staircase from bridge to riverbank, through a gravel-strewn field in a maze of courtyards to finally reach the bunkerlike dance floor.

At Golden Gate, near dawn on a Thursday night — the club’s best night, Berliners said — perhaps 50 people were packed into a more or less triangular space tucked under a subway station; not that anyone could hear the trains. The D.J. pumped out an earthshaking beat and sampled blues moans; the dancers moved as one supercharged, writhing mass.

“Don’t drink out of any foreign bottles,” the bouncer advised this obvious tourist. “Seriously.”

Club der Visionaere is more bucolic — a seasonal, outdoor hangout by the side of a canal, shaded by a weeping willow tree and geared toward conversation with an electronic undertow; its dance floor is barely the size of a New York City apartment kitchen. In wintertime, the club moves partly indoors to Hoppetosse, a pleasure boat built in the 1920s that holds just 125 people.

But Berlin still has sprawling spaces to reclaim. Kater Blau, which opened this summer, ambles along the bank of the Spree, at the former address of a revered Berlin club in the 2000s, Bar25. To call it an entertainment complex would be far too formal; it looks as if it just grew, shack by wooden shack, decorated with cats of all sizes. It has a big, barnlike dance floor, but also a restaurant, a tiny draft-beer bar shaped like a large pipe, tents for outdoor theater and a full-size boat moored in the river, with a deck large enough to hold a campfire. Of course, professionalism has made considerable inroads since the raw self-invention of techno’s early years.

“In the beginning people just wanted to have fun, so they started clubs and illegal parties,” said Sascha Ring, who records electronic music as Apparat. “Suddenly people were bookers and promoters and label makers, and it was all learning by doing. The spirit behind it and the reason of it were not financially driven, it was just necessary to make it happen. These days, we are all still self-made people, but now it’s a place where you can actually get something done and not fail 25 times along the way.”

Through the years, illicit, ephemeral clubs have given way to places with permits, safety checks and public schedules (visitors to Berlin should check Resident Advisor). And inevitably, stark Berlin techno faces competition from styles that are popular elsewhere. Someday, perhaps, the clubs’ prime riverside locations will become corporate offices or apartments with a view. But not for the moment. A generation after the techno takeover, Berlin is still dancing in the dark.

Jon Pareles is the chief pop music critic for The New York Times.

IF YOU GO

Here are a few of the places where you can soak up the night life in Berlin.

CLUBS

­Berghain/Panorama Bar 70 Am Wriezener Bahnhof; Friedrichshain; berghain­.de.

Club der Visionaere Am Flutgraben 1; Treptow; clubdervisionaere­.com.

Farbfernseher Skalitzer Strasse 114; Kreuzberg; farb­-fernseher.de.

Fiese Remise Köpenicker Strasse 18-20; Kreuzberg.

Golden Gate Dircksenstrasse 78; Mitte; goldengate­-berlin.de.

Hard Wax Records Paul-Lincke-Ufer 44a; hardwax.com.

Hoppetosse Eichenstrasse 4; hoppetosse­.berlin.

Kater Blau Holzmarktstrasse 25; katerblau.de.

Kraftwerk Berlin Köpenicker Strasse 70; kraftwerkberlin­.de.

OHM Köpenicker Strasse 70; ohmberlin.com.

Salon Zur Wilden Renate Alt Stralau 70; Friedrichshain; renate.cc.

Stattbad Gerichtstrasse 65; stattbad.net.

Suicide Circus Revaler Strasse 99; Friedrichshain; suicide­-berlin­.com.

Tresor Köpenicker Strasse 70; Mitte; tresorberlin.com.

Watergate Falckensteinstrasse 49; Kreuzberg; water­-gate­.de.

LODGING

Michelberger Hotel Warschauer Strasse; Friedrichshain; michelbergerhotel­.com/#/de/hotel.

ART

East Side Gallery Muhlenstrasse; eastsidegallery­-berlin­.de.

Post: #66

Dont...That is all...



But seriously, I think there are many better places to go for meeting girls. I'd take the London any day over this, and I'm in no way a fan of London. I don't think going solo here is a good idea, especially if your older and not ripped/stylish/ridiculosly good looking.

Girls...during the day, theres plenty. Hot / Posh, very few. Cute, a reasonable amount. Mostly tourists in 2/3's or huge groups. A handful of locals on their way/to from work at any time. At night, it's mostly a sausage party, and you even have to look hard during the week for that, as most places are empty Sunday to Tuesday. Might improve during the summer months.

Here's a recap...

Day one - looking for girls, really struggling to find any, see a good looking pair of shorts, follow for a while, start chatting with cute Asian girl, and her scary mate from vienna. Scary girl has booked the glass dome, so that gives me a couple of hours with the cute girl, go for a drink and pretty good chat, venue change for some ice cream, even better although getting a very weak seeing someone line. Crazy friend comes back, we head off to do some sight seeing, cute girl invites me to get food with them later, then go out with them. Then proceeds a four hour mindfuck of crazy friend taking us miles, getting us lost. I lead as much as possible, and get us to where they "need" to go, but try to bail as the enegry is dropping and losing momentum, but the cute girl is refusing to let me go. Eventually we all get on a train and instead of getting off with them, let them go and say we'll get a drink another night. After some sleep, went for a bar crawl, which was quiet but had a couple of girls, all but one a bit chunky for my taste, but not terrible. The tour consists of going to as many cock filled places as possible, except one, where I get some conversations going, and have a british girl trying to sit on my knee...but I wasn't interested at the time, and a cute blonde german college girl who starts talking to me, but gets dragged away before we get too cosy. The bar crawl moves on, and I was still interested in one of the half American girls, so I roll on...big mistake...cock filled bar...the girls get bored and leave...get their fb but nothing else. End up in a dive rock club at 2am with horrible looking women, sitting with the girl that ran the tour...she seemed dtf...but I wasnt interested...so head back to the bar with the cute college girl just in case...no dice...and whats worse is, the british girl is hooking up with a german guy and keeps looking over as if too say look at what you could have had...yuck...nil points...keeping it classy British girl...

Day two - Met a lost mother and daughter pair from Bosnia...really stunning daughter mid twenties but the mother didn't speak English and even though the daughter was busy asking me personal questions...her mother wasn't interested in waiting...shame...did a walking tour, saw the cute half American girls again, but ended up talking to a cute Dutch girl for most of it, who unfortunately was leaving at 10pm the same day. Got the feeling the half American i wanted was into me...but was too distracted, and at the end of the tour, talking about plans later, got the feeling I was getting the brush off from both of them while trying to plan some for their last night. Left with the Dutch girl, ran for a tram, and the tram just left with both girls looking at me with the...I can't believe you didn't wait for us face...duh...ended up going for food with the Dutch girl, and then looking around...we were both getting tired, but she refused multiple offers to come back and chill at my hotel...and just wanted to look at stuff till she left...but didn't want me to leave her either...so I bailed, got some sleep, headed out to a bar then club. The club had some decent women, but it was painful. Talked to a few girls, really horrible conversations, and this started the how long are you here...where are you from...what do you do...predictable 3 question system that is in full use here, and I never did find the correct answers. Talked to a really hot Asian girl from Paris, which seemed to be going well, but then her and her friend ejected suddenly and I tried 3 times to reconnect but nothing...Had a horrible conversation with a Swedish girl and her American friend who was trying to fight a German guy, for saying Swedish girls are Hot & Horny all the time. Then saw them later in a drunken mess getting "helped" out the club by German guys...haha Had two average german girls talking to me for hours, and one of them kept leaving so we could get more intimate...but the okish girl wasn't having any of it. I got plenty of girls dancing near me, but once they heard English it was a non starter (this was not a touristy club). One girl who was almost dancing on me, freaked out when I touched her shoulder from the side and spoke to her...I mean like threw a fit, created a dramatic scene and went back to her friends throughly shaken, with them making an even bigger fuss. After a while, most of the viable targets had left, or were busy, so called it a night.

Day Three - Hit up most of the touristy places, pretty empty. Went to a cafe, tried to chat with the waitress but got a very weird vibe off her. Arranged a Tinder date, and to see the cute Asian girl from Day one as backup. Didn't see any decent targets...the average girls that I spoke to, was so not interested it was almost funny. Went to a hipster cafe full of mature ladies, where a friend of a friend of my tinder date was singing, and the warm up act who sang in german was giving me full on stares...she was ok looking, not my usual type but definitely an improvement on the day. My tinder date was average. On leaving the singer was very chatty, mentioned that she thought I could feel the emotion in her song just by looking into my eyes while she was singing...and I really should have just got her no...but the tinder date wanted to take me to a bar near hers...I couldn't tell if she was dtf or just trying to block me from going to see the cute Asian girl. After a drink, offer to walk her home, but she wont, and she walks with me back to the tram stop to get food. After cramming a low quality street wrap into her face she just stands there...I decided not to kiss her after seeing that, and to go see the cute Asian. I get to the club at about 2am, no sign of the cute Asian, so I do my usual thing, grab a drink, say hi to a few people, then go dance for a bit. Getting lots of attention but none of them will except the escalation to intimate dancing..and beyond. Finally meet cute Asian girl, who has brought her American friend who's ok, and two geeky looking guys (to keep them supplied with drinks obviously). The two girls start making out...they are clearly just here to drink for free...and I just wander off and dance. No luck again, although there as some ripped, stylish Black guys killing it...especially the guy with his head being squished into a pair of boobs by a pretty hot looking german girl. I bail and start chatting to an Irish girl while waiting for the bus...get plenty of interest, but not getting anywhere that night as shes got work, try to prearrange tomorrow night...doesn't stick. Cute asian texts that she's back at the hostel and couldn't find me in the club. Yeah...ok haha

Day Four - Daytimes a wasteland again, hit on a good number of girls I found interesting, nothing sticks. Nighttime, head back to the bar from the first night, cute blonde german college girl is there again, and she remembers me, asks me about a guy friend of hers that was giving me some advice about clubs - then tells me she saw me in the club on the second night...and I was like why didn't you come over, if you saw me on your own? But a guy friend of hers interrupted, and never left their side. They were going out to get drinks (they buy cheaper drinks from the shop, drink it outside and chat, then come back...but they didn't come back, and I believe it was the guy probably redirecting them to another bar away from me (I almost had social "game" going for me at this point in under five days...almost). Then I chatted to the only other woman there, a mid twenties girl, straight up and down, short bob dark hair, not my type...but was better than being sat on my own. She talked very strangely, barely moving her mouth...and slowly. But had a dry sense of humour, so it made for the best conversation I'd had with a german girl. We had some deep conversation outside of the social norms, and I managed to hook up her and a mexican guy, who had been eye'ing her all night but obviously didn't have the courage to come over. Left her without swapping names, she gave me a huge hug in front of everyone and asked me who the fuck is actually that cool...haha...messing with social norms is fun. Rolled on to a club...total cockfest...

Final day

Decide to go hard before going home. Had a bit of a stalker moment after I decided to follow a girl 20 seconds after she passed me...and she looked back to see me following her...twice...then went up talking to a guy outside a restaurant....obviously need to dial down the creepiness. Talk to a few girls, but nothing sticks. Eventually one girl I'm walking with clicks...and she walks way past her work just to keep talking...try to push for an after work drink...no go...went for some food at a burger bar, invented a new game...had two mums and two daughters sat at a table and bench near me...crazy eye contact from all of them...decided to eat fries as sexily as possible haha and it had the best reaction ever...total silence...when I looked up...they all suddenly looked away...so much fun. Two girls came in and joined my table, had a long conversation, tried to divert them from what they were doing...but no go. Hit the hotel for sleep, then went out again. Met a sexy asian girl on the underground, going great, everybody on the tube was watching us like we were a soap on TV...got off at her stop...try to get her to go for a drink...no go...out of the blue she invites me to walk her home...then realised what she said and panic mode sets in. After about twenty minutes of persistence...finally let her go...head to club early as I'm flying early. Met 2 English girls and 1 Brazilian hipster girl near a club...debating wether to pay the entrance fee...befriend them...as I'm watching the bouncer turn away all the guys...random Irish girl joins our group...and we get surrounded by dodgy drug dealing guys that roam the streets near clubs...the girls are lapping up the smooth talking men...giggling and flirting until one guy gets too friendly, and they go nuts... I'm busy chatting to the Irish but keeping an eye on him...who's now standing there calling the girls names and shouting...and then he starts talking shit to me...I just hold eye contact. Eventually he moves on...we finally get to the door...the bouncer asks how many...and they include me...the bouncer says something but I'm miles away...and again he asks me...standing up now...are you English...yeah I reply...and he lets us in...weird. I roll in with 4 girls, and get a lot of attention. The girls do the usual toilet group run...social pressure avoidance...and I start talking to a cute Asian girl and her very stoned friend...bought a drink and tipped the bartender a small amount...who smiles, and tells me no one tips in here...and served me first the rest of the night...hit the dance floor, start dancing with the Irish and Brazilian girl...quite a few girls here...massive group from a hostel, mostly American/Canadian, some very annoying loud flashy guys...who start talking to me and introduce me to the girls in their group...so maybe I was a bit quick to judge. A tiny American girl comes onto me full force...but she's not my type...and won't take no for an answer. Brazilian girl goes outside...I stay and get lots of attention, but can't find my type and not in a mood to accept less. Head outside, meet some more people from the UK...young guys coming over to talk to me and the girls I'm hanging with...I don't mind that so much....meet some more girls from the UK...average and boring at best...talk to one of the original British girls...she seems dtf...but is here with her friend, and my time is limited...failed extraction...she goes to 'get a light' from another guy...head back inside, talk to cute Asian girl again...another failed extraction...dance with a couple of girls...escalation not effective...watch three guys sexy dance with a group of three friends and lead them of the dance floor in one group...I thought that was pretty cool...time to bail or I'll miss my flight...head to the toilet...only to see all three girls enter cubicles with a guy each...doors shut and all I can hear is girls saying...I can't...I have a bf...but ain't no one leaving...I bounce from the slightly rapey vibe...chat to the bouncer and tip him with a handshake on the way out...telling him I had a good night...see Asian girl walking streets, grab her get in taxi...get a make out but can't get her back to mine or into her hostel...game over man...game over...

I've never had some much interest/eye contact anywhere in the world...but it almost always leads to nothing. One Asian girl started at me for 20 seconds and I held it, when I said hi and start talking, she didn't speak English. I've come to the conclusion that they are looking for German bf's and potential husbands. Everyone starts talking to me in German, same as Polish people in Poland...I guess I just have a generic Euro look.

So a quick summary

Plenty of tourists come here, but mostly not ones you'd be interested in

Plenty of guys come here and approach like crazy, hang around tourist areas and watch guys running around harassing any woman in range

Politest mugging I've ever had (bonus I only had 1.30euros on me)

Groups of Romanian families running charity scams

Beggars, Tourists, Tourism guides, Thirsty Guys all coming upto you every 20 steps

Go out in the day Early, before women are fed up of being approached

Forget the underground, stick to trams, girls seem to freak out a little bit less when they don't feel trapped underground

Girls might freak out when you dare to talk to them, they will be polite, helpful but most will run away at the first opportunity

Bin men even approach chunky tourists during the day (not just one either...I have some photos...just because I've never seen that) with crowds of really young german lads watching and taking notes for when they start doing that

Too many distractions, hard to pull girls who are only here for a couple of days away from the touristy things, try to catch them in the early evening for an instadate

Be German, speak german, have local friends

Have a good reason why your here, avoid direct answers

Get to clubs at about 10 at the latest

Arrive Thursday, Leave Sunday

Don't arrive from Poland...the shock will almost kill you...


When I return, I'll be sure to pack my inflatable Linux suit...

Post: #67

Even though it was the city where I probably got laid fastest (had a ons with a blond big tits local gal on the third day I was there and first I went out) my two cents about Berlin is that if you are well put in the art scene, you may get laid a lot. Artsy chicks from Berlin love experimentation, sexual freedom and stuff like that. Picking up girls from nightlife is of course possible and also easier than in many other European cities, but the quality of these chicks is questionable, not to mention that you should forget about going raw, since this kind of gal is often on pills and proud of her nice gonorreah or vaginal herpes.

Post: #68

(06-05-2015 02:05 PM)Garzero Wrote:  Even though it was the city where I probably got laid fastest (had a ons with a blond big tits local gal on the third day I was there and first I went out) my two cents about Berlin is that if you are well put in the art scene, you may get laid a lot. Artsy chicks from Berlin love experimentation, sexual freedom and stuff like that. Picking up girls from nightlife is of course possible and also easier than in many other European cities, but the quality of these chicks is questionable, not to mention that you should forget about going raw, since this kind of gal is often on pills and proud of her nice gonorreah or vaginal herpes.

Whats problem with the quality over there?

Post: #69

(06-04-2015 07:51 PM)averagebritguy Wrote:  Don't arrive from Poland...the shock will almost kill you...

+1 - I live here, and it happens to me every single damn time I return at least twice a month from PL.

Post: #70

(06-05-2015 02:10 PM)reverze41 Wrote:  

(06-04-2015 07:51 PM)averagebritguy Wrote:  Don't arrive from Poland...the shock will almost kill you...

+1 - I live here, and it happens to me every single damn time I return at least twice a month from PL.

Whats the problem with germany? arent there a lot of beautiful young blondes? That was my impression of Hannover and Dusseldorf at least.

Post: #71

The Bang Germany thread has good info about the country. Germany gets a lot of hate but IMO it wasn't that bad. There are certain areas (Bavaria, Saxony, etc.) that I really enjoyed and I was able to hook up with quality girls. German girls take a little longer to warm up so it doesn't result in a ONS environment but if you make adjustments with how you approach and interact you can do well. However, Eastern Europe blows Germany away in terms of talent. Absolutely no comparison.

Post: #72

Anyone going to Roosh's event in Berlin on the 27th?

This thread seems kinda sparse.

Post: #73

I'm there as well.

Post: #74

Any nightlife recommendations fot tonight? It's a Thursday and I can't find anything. New to Berlin.

Post: #75

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