On Tour – Cruisin’ Berlin

Even the greatest hotels need reliable software to function properly. And even the greatest hotel software developers need a reliable guide when it comes to discovering a city that offers endless possibilities once you leave your hotel behind you!

We programmed our guests’ stay in Berlin to be one for the legends. We first took our more than 50 French, Italian, Dutch, German, Swiss, Czech, Greek, Turkish, Irish, English, Australian, Slove-nian, Spanish, Iranian, Egyptian and Russian guests on an unforgettable boat trip over Berlin’s wa-ter ways. You think you’ve seen Berlin? A whole new world of discoveries opens up once you’re cruising along the Spree with Berlinagenten as your guide. We introduced our guests to the se-crets of the modern parts of Berlin, but also the ugly, beautiful, romantic and historically meaningful places – all tell a different story.

Since we’re strictly against simply rehearsing some pre-learned text and just waiting for our visitors to fall asleep, it was time for a classy Berlinagenten move. Pretzels and champagne for everyone! Nothing beats rocking down the Spree with a glass of Moet in your hand and the city at your feet.

After fighting off the cold we headed over to legendary Soho House for a wild night, with perfor-mances by Carbaret star Sarah Bowden (we did an interview with her, read more here) and stag-gering magic tricks by Martin Lübcke, one of Germany’s top notch illusionists. Magic Martin had our head spinning between the courses – a flying table, one of the guests’ mobile somehow appeared in an empty glass bottle (HOW, just HOW?) and a card signed by a guest turned up in a frozen chunk of ice a few seconds later. The guests were as astonished as we were. First time with Martin, but certainly not our last. He already promised to perform at our next party after he gets back from his part-time job at Hogwarts.

The combination of a legendary boat trip, Sarah’s sexy performance and Martin’s illusions (and maybe a few glasses of wine) had our guests put Henrik on a pedestal, cheerfully celebrating him as some sort of new entertainment god. Go Berlinagenten!