Another week has flown by.  I'm getting more used to the bike and surprising myself at my fitness levels.  On Wednesday we rode over to Pankow, to the park where the Soviet soldiers' cemetery is.  It was chilly but gloriously sunny and the park looked beautiful covered in autumn leaves.  Wednesday evening we went along to the language exchange at St Gaudy Café on Gaudystrasse.  This was a lot of fun and I was quite reassured to find that I'm not the only person in Berlin with a terrible grasp of the German language.  Friday was cold and dank and we did a 16 kilometre round trip down to the Turkish Market in Kreuzberg.  The market is strung along the Maybachufer at the side of the Landwehr canal.  It runs on a Tuesday and Friday afternoon and has a great atmosphere, especially on Fridays when it seems especially vibrant to me.  Although the main focus is on the local Turkish community, it is well-visited by tourists and other locals keen to sample the delicious Middle-Eastern foods on sale, or shop for fresh fruit and veg, bread, meat and fish and other wares such as clothing and household goods.  Before heading home we called in at Martkhalle Neun, an old market hall that is home to several stalls selling top-notch produce.  We sat at one of the communal tables and had a coffee - most welcome after a very chilly wander around the Turkish Market - and a gargantuan portion of cranberry cake, which was heavenly.  Thus fuelled we tackled the uphill climb back to Prenzlauer Berg.  On Saturday we gave the bikes a rest and walked to the market at Kollwitzplatz  - this blog could be solely about Berlin's fantastic markets.  For me the area around Kollwitzplatz is one of the prettiest in the whole city, although it is thoroughly gentrified and maybe even a little smug.  I still enjoy a Saturday morning stroll around here though, especially if I go via Wortherstrasse and while an hour away in St George's bookshop.  A new exhibition opened in the museum in the Kulturbrauerei - Daily Life in the DDR.  Entry is free and it's an agreeable way to spend an hour or so, although, if it's going to become a permanent fixture, I worry about the impact it might have on the excellent DDR Museum in Mitte.  On the way home we called in for coffee and pastries at the lovely Portuguese/Greek Bekarei in Dunckerstrasse.  Great coffee and a mouthwatering selection of baked goods on offer.  We spent the evening at Beakers, also in Dunckerstrasse, a bar that we love so much we've practically lived there these last few weeks.