Am Wriezener Bahnhof | Kreuzberg 10243
U Warshauer Str.
Wed, Fri-Mon | opening hours vary
€14 standard
www.berghain.de
The Berghain is Europe's techno mecca, seeing tourists fly over on Friday afternoons and stay until Monday morning without the need to book in for hostels or anywhere to sleep. For the few hours it does close over the weekend, most clubbers just nap outside until it opens again. Inside, a lengthy exploration of the club will find you on the lofty concrete dance floors of the main room and Panorama bar, in sofa rooms, one of many bars and even an ice cream and sandwich cafe. The Panorama bar is renowned for it's more melodic techno and the routine raising of the blinds at sunrise - the imperative sign that you must keep on dancing.
There's nothing clean about the Berghain. Expect to sweat, to get dirty and to rub shoulders with E-dropping regulars of the club. The first Google suggestion for the Berghain is "dark rooms", and rightly so, as it is almost impossible to believe that a club would specifically designate rooms for fornicating with strangers. But this is what the Berghain is about: hedonism. Their Facebook page, "Berghain Universitat", runs with the extended metaphor that the DJs are your lecturers and you are merely the students of the club. It's probably harder to get into Berghain than it is to get into Uni too, as the entry policy is totally random and unapologetic. Sven, the famous-in-his-own-right bouncer, will just point you to the left if he doesn't like the look of you. It's best to arrive in a pair, dressed down and ready to tell them your age in German. Saturday and Sunday afternoons have better odds of getting in too, although always keep a back-up plan in mind when heading here for the weekend.
Once you're in, the Berghain seems to run on an anything-goes ethos. There is no action too shocking, no dance move too erratic and no suggestion too far out in the Berghain. The steep price is justified by the reality that you won't be leaving until well into the next day and, let's face it, if ice-cream, sex and non-stop dancing isn't hedonism, then what on earth is?