I remember sitting in front of our television and watching the fall of the Berlin Wall. I was in high school at the time and I distinctly remember thinking that I was watching history being made and understood that what was happening was significant. Since that day twenty-five years ago I've studied history and have come to understand just how significant that act really was. But walking along the wall in Berlin brought the significance to a whole other level.
I'll write more about the history of the wall in a future post, but in the meantime here are some pictures I took as I walked along the
East Side Gallery in Berlin and experienced the power of the Wall for myself. The artwork is more expressive than words could ever be yet my pictures can't capture the feeling of experiencing it in person.
