The challenge was now set – how do I experience Copenhagen and see its attractions, but not go broke or starve?
Ok - in all honesty this is not something I would normally do -
I made sure that as I passed through Liege again 2 months later this time I would get out to take some proper photos.
I take a seat and catch my breath and realize that there’s one thing that made this Berlin Ubahn dash possible – the ticket ‘honor system’.
I felt as if the whole city of Copenhagen was under construction. All of the beautiful squares and plazas were not only torn up, but they were dusty, and loud.
I had made my way outside of Berlin to the little community of Beelitz on this snowy Easter weekend to photograph Beelitz Heilstätten, a sanatorium for tuberculosis treatment methods in the early 20th century.
With an emphatic shake of the head, I was denied my soup.
Here is a map I drew of my Carrefour supermarket.
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