This is what I saw when I looked out the window of my Berliner flat. We used to live in front of these huge paintings by Blu, and every day people would come there to have a beer with friends or to sit by the water for a while.
This is my current view. Not too bad either. Looking at these pictures reminds me of how different life here is. Berlin really is everybody's baby and it's true what we all say: Berlin is a world of its own. A place entirely unique. When we first moved here in August I was struggling with missing the city and my friends and even though Italy was in full summer bloom, I barely noticed the beauty that surrounded me. It was almost like going through a break-up. I would cry because of the heat (even though I love summer), cry because of the fucked up electricity, cry because I saw our things in this flat and they all reminded me of my old life and I would cry and cry and cry about absolutely everything.
When I go through iPhoto and look at the pictures from our first weeks here, I'm blown away by how many gorgeous things we saw and did. I guess that my state of mind at the time just did not allow to me appreciate it. A few months have gone by, and I am feeling better and better about being here. I'm hoping that this could be the place for us, but I guess only time will tell. Some lovely Berliner friends are trying to persuade me to visit in December but I still haven't made up my mind. I don't know if we are ready for a reunion yet, me and Berlin. But then again, maybe I will see the city in a different, less romantic light (winter in Berlin sucks) and come back to my real life even more determined to make it work.
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