My lovely, amazing, dirty, lit, diverse, wonderful, smelly, crazy, incredibly, Berlin.
Never in a million years did I think that I would move to Berlin, Germany at the age of 23. I moved here alone in 2017 and it’s coming up on 3.5 amazing years.
I adore this city. I am overwhelmed with gratitude that I studied abroad here way back in 2014. I had zero knowledge of anything German, besides WWll. I didn’t know how international Berlin was and that most people speak English here. All I knew was that during my time here, I fell in love- not with anyone or anything, just the pure energy of this city.
This city is the first place I could call home outside of Minnesota. The first place I made it on my own. The first place I learned how incredibly strong I am. I moved half way across the world to Berlin, by myself, without knowing anyone, and somehow, I made it work. I had some very, very, very, difficult times, but Berlin always had my back. I met my future husband here, I lived with a drug-dealer (without knowing of course,) I had a plethora a side-hustles, and finally, I landed a job that enabled me to be financially stable for the first time in my life!! I have a savings account y’all, with actual money in it! I couldn’t be more proud of the young woman I’ve become here and for the amazing city that helped me become her.
I am so thankful to live here.
I’ve met people from all over the world, and most importantly, I’ve learned SO much about various different cultures, languages, and lifestyles. Growing up I didn’t think of much outside of the US or speaking English, but I can now say I’ve travelled all around Europe and I can speak GERMAN! I studied International Business because I’ve always had an itch to learn about new people and because I craved a life outside of America. I craved new experiences, new people, and a new way of life. I am so GEEKED that I am now living that exact life with my sexy future husband.
I love, love, love Berlin and I am sad to leave, but I am excited for new adventures in West Germany.