We went to the DDR Museum (DDR=GDR) and I loved it. I’m fascinated with the fact that I’m living in a part of old Soviet Union.
The museum is interactive and one can, for instance, enter an apartment, go through the drawers, watch TV, see how they lived, how they had fun and how they were trapped in this communist utopia with no escape.
It made me think. It still makes me think. It’s worth going.
I wonder what our lives would look like in a museum…
My ego is beaming with the possibility… Even with the bad stuff. My ego is full of itself. Pfff…