The concierge at the hotel recommended a few record shops to visit, and although I was lost half the time trying to locate them, I eventually found where the good vinyl was. I ended up visiting a couple record shops and markets, purchasing numerous but necessary treasures; I purchased as many records as I could physically carry onto a plane.
Tucked away in the corner of a courtyard, past two dark alleyways, The Record Loft was hands down my favourite record shop I found in Berlin, probably due to a perfect combination of hype and suspense, as the shop was still closed when I finally found it. Luckily I was able to find refuge and comfort in a nearby bar until the shop opened for business. There was a number of listening stations, which, as every crate digger knows, come in handy when you’re buying records you’ve never heard before!