This happened just a few weeks ago, I was ready to show the world my dance steps influenced by my Colombian genes and my long nights of dancing to techno around the city. I remember it was a Sunday afternoon, the queue to get into Berghain wasn’t very long and the bouncers didn’t seem very picky that day.
As people kept getting in, I realized I was already at the entrance. Nostalgia starts running through my body as I hear the beat of the music they were playing that evening through the door. Ready for the usual yes, I approached the door, just to have one of the door guys say, “we don’t want you here” – I had no option but to leave with all the energy I had while completely amazed about being rejected from Berghain.
I’ve written guides on how to get in to Berghain and being rej...Read More