Living in Berlin

Those first hours after arriving in a European capital from another are the most ripe for making comparisons. Especially if

Let’s say you are foolhardy enough to attempt avoiding the plaincloth ticket controllers on the BVG (Berlin transport system). Stand

For a long time I thought they were condom wrappers. Little blue foil packages torn open and scattered over the

Coming home in the wee hours from a bar in London, Madrid or New York, you might have reason to

Recently, I got a nasty letter from the Catholic Church. But I’ll get to that. Let me start with the

At dinner last night on Schoenleinstraße in Kreuzberg, I was surrounded by people who live in Wedding and love it.

Hudson’s, the English cake shop we blogged soon after its opening, closed its doors on Sunday. It’s the third English-speaking

On a Friday sunny morning I see a large group waiting at the M41 bus stop on Urbanstraße on the

Another nasty sticker pasted around Berlin telling you to go home. Of so you think. Is it meant––yet again, in

Imagine you are in a Berlin bar, at your most vulnerable at the urinal or bathroom stall, and you read

Getting a glass of water in a German restaurant is not an easy task. Unless you are willing to pay