Berlin is … a Contradiction
“What’s Berlin like?” I got asked abroad a lot and I didn’t know what to reply. “Amazing?!”… “And why?” I could never quite come up with the right answer. What I love about Berlin always felt quite unrepresentative of what I felt like the city truly is and has to offer.
You could dance half-naked on a sweaty, dark dance floor or sit in a concert hall listening to an orchestra at the same day at the same time. You could get yelled at on the streets for no reason but not obeying some random law, and minutes later strangers selflessly push the U-bahn doors open for you, putting that smile back on your face. You order a greasy, gross Döner while the finest dining could be just one door to the left. You might look at nothing but concrete blocks but if you turn around you spot a palace. You can be posh, you can be poor. You can be high or low. What is IT then when we say we love this city?