This morning, before leaving
Berlin , after just a lightning visit on our
way home from Poland ,
we delayed the early departure that we had planned, because we both wanted to
go to The Olympic Stadium that was built for the 1936 games. I was not prepared
for what an emotional experience it would be for both of us. Maybe we are just
a pair of great big softies but after buying our ticket to go in and then
climbing up to the very back of the stadium, we both had to sit down for a
while and were not able to speak to each other because of overwhelming reaction
to actually just standing there looking at the scene of that quite unique games
held there. In fact we did not speak for most of our stay there.
For myself, I am blessed
with a most vivid imagination and could clearly see all the old newsreel film
from that time running before my eyes and I know for sure that Steve could see
it all as plain as the hand holding the camera in front of us.
Now the home of the home of
Herta BSC Football Club and with replacement seating, smart modern toilets too
but all housed in a classical stadium that has not changed and still looks as
grand as the opening time. It is a stadium with a lot to say and I think the
world could not miss that message.
The whole site was so
exquisitely planned with the Olympic Swimming Pool and diving area right next
to the main body of this magnificent palace of sport, that stunned me because
it is a pure art work that is also a most wonderful sporting showpiece. All of
the sections are around the park placed in close proximity and that seems to me
to be so much better than events venues situated miles away from each other as
seems to be the trend now.
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