Wedding – or The Wedding as the locals call it – is always on everyone’s list of the next up and coming neighborhood/place to be, etc. Maybe it’s too grimy for the pioneers; too gritty for the gentrifiers. For now, at least, it still seems to have a healthy mix of working class families – both native born and more recent arrivals – and thankfully few of those hipster run, third-wave coffee shops that seem to be popping up like mushrooms in Neukölln.
Berlin’s rightfully legendary flea markets are usually a Sunday affair, here though on Leopoldplatz you can have a first shot at Berlin’s detritus before they shift it to more well-known Sunday markets.
You might have to dig a little, but if you aren’t worried about getting your hands dirty, you might just find a treasure. This is one of the many markets where vintage dealers pick up their heavily curated wares – but if you get here early enough you might be able to beat them at their own game. Don’t worry, there’s plenty to go around.
Just don’t be too ambitious. Berliners are notoriously late risers – things don’t really get started here till 10:00. And don’t be too shy to bargain. And don’t seem too excited about that cast-off prosthetic arm and you just might be able to take it home with you for a couple of euros.