One of the first things I couldn’t help but notice was the amount of space every person seemed to be entitled. You simply don’t struggle to find a seat on the train and there’s no actual need to swear at slow crowds of people while zigzagging to make your way. The pavements here are at least three times wider than the ones in London. So are the flats.
You very rarely have to queue to get in a restaurant and, before events sell out, you actually have enough time to find out about them. Soon I also realised how much time full time workers have on their hands, which translates in a less hectic and healthier lifestyle. They have the chance to pursue their hobbies or spend their free time with friends and families. People don’t live for the weekend, since get-togethers can be easily, and very often, spontaneously, arranged over the week.
The costs are lower (and so are the wages, to be very fair). However, you’re still allowed to enjoy a meal with beer for less than 10 euros.
Generally speaking there’s no comparison between the quality of life in Berlin and the one in London.
This, on top of Brexit, might be the reason why so many people are lured by the German capital.
Of course, the longer you live in a place and the more you learn about its downsides. Even though I’m currently unemployed since trapped in a bureaucratic nonsense due to my ever-so-mediocre knowledge of German and have changed more flats than underwear in the last year (ok, this is an obvious overstatement), I still honestly believe that moving back to Berlin was one of the best decision I’ve ever made.
But one thing at a time.
With hearts full of hope and excitement, me and Isa, at the end of April 2017, moved back to Berlin. These pics were taken on several occasions between May and July 2017.
Finding our feet could have not been sweeter.
Miranda Sensomat RE, Lomo CN 100 / Fuji Pro 200 (35)
Nikon N55, Petzval 58 Bokeh Control, Fuji Pro 200 (35)
May, June and July/2017, Berlin.