Vigilia at the Zitadelle

After spending another lovely day in Berlin (a very rainy Monday, after a sunny Sunday) this evening I went to the Zitadelle in order to check the venue and now I am staying here for the night.

Why? Because the place is quiet and charming, despite the mosquitos sticking to my fingers and trying to get to my neck (no, thanks, tiny Draculas: I do not want your kisses) and the crickets are so chatty that I wish I could join their conversation: they certainly have a lot of interesting subjects to talk about.

I am sitting on a plastic chair, wrapped in the sleeping bag a German guy kindly gave me, and a bunch of frogs sing me to sleep, while waiting for Morrissey's concert tomorrow.

Orso Mozzalino will sleep at the hotel without me tonight.

At 1:50 A.M. I put my head out of the sleeping bag and I saw a fox passing by at onlyten metres from here: I would have loved to take a picture but the fox quickly went away. It is 2:15 A.M. now and the frogs have just stopped chatting. Maybe I will finally sleep for real.

Ehr, no: they were just having a short pause...

Meanwhile, at 2:20 a small bakery van came to the Zitadelle, but I did not dare to stop it and ask for some bread.

4 A. M.: the first lights of a new day are here.

Twenty minutes later, four British young guys I have already met at few concerts arrive; another one arrives at 4:45. We were four during the night and now we are nine.

Article and photos by me, of course.

Vera da Pozzo

Spandau, Berlin, 6th July 2026

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