Attracting more bewildered tourists than the VIPs flashing black keys to gain unquestioned entry these days, this well-weathered club occupies the twelfth floor of an Alexanderplatz skyscraper. Its irresistible draw lies in its grandiloquent roof terrace flaunting a jaw-dropping view of the surrounding city. Much easier, and much more fun, than trying to score a seat at the TV Tower’s 360-degree turning restaurant.

It also still remains a brilliant venue for going wild on the small dance-floor, or sitting around the perimeter of the club on padded benches. Weekend, true to its name, offers seating areas for shattered nerves and bodies, and a pounding sound-system up front for those who’ve still got a bit of fighting spirit in them.