I hope you’ve recovered from our recent trip to the Berlin Wall – my legs still hurt from all the walking. I promised you a slightly less depressing journey next and that’s why today, we’re going to the top of the Fernsehturm, a TV tower in the centre of Berlin. Honestly, what could be less depressing than looking down on the sprawling city below you like the king of the world? I digress – we’re supposed to be talking about sightseeing, not my evil plans to rule the universe.
The Fernsehturm likes to boast about being the fourth tallest building in Europe and having a super-awesome lift. While cannot disagree with the first, the second was an utter lie. Seriously – first we were crammed into a small confined space with no windows and then the elevator took off like a rocket, making the inside of my head feel like a pair of elephants decided to take a step dance class inside it.
“This is not a bus!” the man operating it screamed when my friends tried to enter the elevator, lest two of us be stuck inside with strangers for 40 seconds – quelle horreur! Well, damn right it wasn’t a bus. Buses have windows and comfy seats. This lift didn’t even have a mirror in it, darling!
Feeling a little betrayed, I got out of the elevator and rushed toward the window. Turns out, the postcard-perfect landscape was totally worth this minor letdown. Naturally, the first thing I did was take a selfie. Because why photograph the magnificent city below me when I can just use the windows as a mirror, amirite? As you can see from my facial expression, I was still slightly shaken by the turbulent elevator ride. Fortunately, I eventually recovered and was able to take some more photos for you.
Unluckily, the visibility wasn’t spectacular – on a clear day you can see up to 42 kilometres (26 miles) into the distance, while we hardly got half that. Luckily, however, I am extremely short-sighted and so there’s no way I could see that far regardless.
It felt kind of dizzying, standing so high up and gazing at the city below me. You could still clearly see where the city had been divided into two parts by the Berlin Wall. It felt nice just looking out of the large windows and wondering what the toy-sized people on the ground were up to. Sometimes distancing yourself from things and getting a little perspective can make you realise how insignificant most of your problems are.
But we came all the way up here to indulge in beautiful views of Berlin, not to discuss my miniature epiphanies. I’m going to stop talking now, so you can enjoy the landscape unfolding before your eyes without my constant chatter. But come back soon, darling – there are so many places we still have to visit! I promise I’ll be better company from now on!
Price: 12.50€ (no student discount)
Opening times: 9/10 a.m. to midnight
If at all possible, book your tickets online – the queue outside can be quite overwhelming and you usually have to wait around 2 hours to be taken up to the tower after purchasing your ticket. If you do decide to queue, you can have a leisurely lunch nearby. My friends and I went to Andy’s Diner which was a slow 10-minute walk from there and which I highly recommend. If you do visit it, go for the Club Sandwich which is as delicious as it is big. And it’s huge. If you go to the Ferhsehturm hungry, there’s a bar and a restaurant up in the tower – during happy hour (2-4 p.m.), cocktails only cost 6€!
Oh, and don’t bring any guns because you have to go through security before entering the lifts. Not that you were going to, darling. Just saying.