(Last Updated On: November 12, 2018)
In absence of a boyfriend, a girl like me who likes to travel tends to have relationships with cities instead of men.
My true love is Berlin. My soulmate, Mr. Right, the “one”. I moved to Berlin and lived there for 18 months. That time, although brief, changed my life forever and I haven’t been the same since.
Flowers for my love. Or really, some random flowers placed in a drain pipe along a residential street in Prenzlauerberg.
I’ve been back in Toronto for almost two years now. I love my life at home but a day doesn’t go by when I don’t think about my beloved. I miss it there so much that my heart aches and my annual summer vacations are simply never enough. Time flies by all too quickly and suddenly I’m saying a bittersweet goodbye.
But that’s all we have together, so that’s why I’ve taken to calling Berlin, my summer love.
My Summer Love … Is Berlin
To say that I was excited about my summer vacation would be an understatement. I was eager to be back and drove everyone around me crazy as I talked nonstop about Berlin. There was lost sleep from all my pent-up energy and a countdown of the days until I’d finally jump on the plane.
I had plans for lazing in parks, writing in cafés, drinking German beer and staying out late. I wanted to pretend I was living there again and not do any touristy things. I didn’t see Brandenburger Tor or the Berliner Dom even once.
Like a proud kid, I show you my favourite Instagram photos from my brief time of “living” in Berlin. I know I wasn’t actually living there but hey, let me dream.
Street art wisdom tells us that dreams are not enough. They’re never enough, are they?
When I arrived in Berlin last summer, I took a similar photo so it was only natural to begin my vacation in the same fashion.
This is how my vacation started – having a picnic in Monbijoupark with friends.
Although it was over a month since Germany reigned supreme at the World Cup, traces of the celebrations remained.
One cloudy Sunday, I took a walk through Mauerpark and posed as a local hipster.
It was a beautiful night along the canals in Berlin. I dined at the nearby White Trash with a friend.
I wrote a blog post and got hopped up on caffeine at Atopia Kaffeehaus in Prenzlauerberg.
The romance of older European apartment buildings never fails to make my heart skip a beat. On a funny note, look closely to see a piñata on one of the balconies.
Sunsets in Berlin always tend to be pretty spectacular. Also, the M10, a tram which I’ve taken a lot over the years.
After attending an InstaMeet in Toronto earlier this year, I’m now obsessed with subway and train stations like the Friedrichstr S-Bahn station.
I stayed with a gal pal of mine in Berlin and one weekend she went away. So I had a lovely dinner all by my lonesome, on her terrace one night, drinking wine and reading a good book.
This was my view as I ate my solo dinner.
The same view, later that weekend.
This is my new favourite thing to do in Berlin. Having dinner at the Thaipark, where you can buy any Thai dish you can imagine, including insects (which I did not eat)! Everything was delicious, fresh and best of all, cheap. Expert friends inform me that cuisine is also quite authentic. You can also get a shoulder and back massage from a blind lady in the park.
Iconic Berlin Bear.
“Altwohnung” is German for old apartment building. My dream is to someday again live in Europe, in a building with stairs like this.
This sunset along Danzigerstr was bittersweet as it signified the end of my vacation in Berlin. It was time for me to come back home again.
It was a perfect vacation. I took it slow, enjoyed myself and felt at home right away. It honestly could not have been much better.
A huge thanks to all my friends who made it so special. Can’t wait to see you all again! xoxo
Some Berlin Stuff
If you are into Berlin as much as I am, check out my Berlin archives. If you’re interested in moving there like I did, read my post about how to find a job in Berlin and even make friends in Berlin.
Read these interviews from Berlin locals – James from überlin and Natalye Childress, author of Aftermath of Forever: How I Loved, Lost, and Found Myself.
For fun, listen to Marlene Dietrich’s “Das ist Berlin.”
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