S-Bhf Schöneweide

The road leads from the downs to the ups of the plain country. When it rains the bright stones at the walls are twinkling. There's a crackling noise around and it rather gets dark in the origin of the fridges. At the veranda of the old tramway you can have some beer and then have some tea at the survival camp, chat a little bit with the mannequin named Chantal and relax with a view onto the river and the ships.