It was hard to picture what this place looked like just three decades ago. Now, it’s vibrant and teeming with tourists streaming up and down the sidewalks, from museum to museum and shop to shop. On this sunny afternoon, I saw few reminders of what once divided this area. Nobody would think twice about crossing the street at Zimmerstrasse—except to be sure to look both ways, as the car and truck traffic on this busy street build steadily toward rush hour.
Retracing the Iron Curtain
I was in Germany’s capital of Berlin, which was once, famously, the most divided city in the world. Built hastily in 1961 and reinforced over the years, the Berlin Wall once encircled all of West Berlin, which at the time was already an island of Western freedom deep within the communist GDR. I was there to learn more of its history and see how different it is today.The Berlin Wall stood for decades as the ultimate symbol of the Iron Curtain, which divided the Eastern Bloc from Western Europe and the NATO powers. Following World War II, the victors—the Soviet Union, Great Britain, and the United States—carved up the map of Europe. In Germany, the political spheres of influence met, and Berlin is where they got too close for comfort.
My starting point was Checkpoint Charlie. One of the few openings in the wall where you could pass from east to west, it was the site where Soviet and American tanks once faced off in 1961. Spies and defectors attempted hair-raising escapes here, and it was made famous in fiction, too, having been featured in a number of James Bond films, including “Octopussy” and “The Spy Who Came in From the Cold.”
A City Divided
I walked to a small museum nearby and learned a lot more. Large photos exhibited the evolution of Checkpoint Charlie, from that humble shack to a massive 10-lane, covered mega-structure in the 1980s. (This version was never featured in the movies.)
Big maps displayed the sectors of the city, the western portion divided between France, Britain, and America. Film clips showed the shocked and frenzied reactions that accompanied the wall’s rapid construction. It was, in the eyes of the GDR, a long time coming. Living standards in East Germany lagged far behind those of their countrymen in the West.
While the GDR painted the construction as necessary to protect its socialist state from fascist elements, the simple fact was that, in the years between World War II and the 1960s, some 2.7 million Germans had already fled from East to West.
Pieces of Stories
Along Zimmerstrasse, a number of plaques and monuments mark where the wall once stood, commemorating those who tried to escape over it—hundreds of whom died trying. They also tell lesser-known stories, like that of the “ghost stations,” underground metro stations that were abandoned in 1961 and only came back into use in 1990.
And then, somewhat incongruously, there’s TrabiWorld, a fun, gaudy testament to an unforgettably terrible automobile. While West Germany had the Mercedes-Benz, Volkswagen, Porsche, and BMW, the East had the Trabant. Infamously unreliable and clunky, the car was nonetheless almost impossible to buy, given the many problems with its production.
Here, at this sort of amusement park right in the heart of the city, dozens of these little cars have been stacked, lined up, and painted in fun colors. Inside the gift shop are all sorts of Trabant memorabilia, as well as an old Russian army hat and even a piece of the wall. There’s also the opportunity to sign up for a tour around the city in a Trabant.
I asked the young man behind the counter about the place. He noted that they have about 50 of the old cars on site, and the owner—a collector—once owned as many as 300. But why would anyone want to ride in a Trabant? “People love them,” he said, with a slight shake of the head. “These cars, it reminds them of their childhood.”
I didn’t take a tour, but spending time at the museum was a welcome moment of levity before I continued along, walking some of the wall’s longest remaining stretches. Soon afterward, I arrived at Potsdamer Platz. Once one of the busiest intersections in Europe, it became a wasteland during the Cold War when the barriers ran straight through it.