The process of getting here has been surprisingly long but I'm finally here. It is funny how I didn't realize anything when I was selling all my stuff away and giving away the apartment I lived in. And not even when leaving Porvoo, but when I said goodbyes to my dear friends in Tampere it finally hit me: "I'm really not coming back here for quite a while!"
Last days in Finland flew by and looking at my mother from a moving bus made me a bit wistful. Leaving back so much yet having so little connections to the country I was born in.
But now I'm in Berlin meeting up with some of the friends I met on my last trip. I'm staying in an apartment with one of them and 3 of her flatmates. Last night we took a quick stab at the local bars and I felt the first hit of cultural shock. The local hole-in-the-wall -shop (open 24/7) had bottle openers hanging from the fridge they sold the beer out from, u can smoke inside bars and take your shop bought bottles in to a night eatery. And food and beer is WAY cheaper than in Finland. And tastes better. But that might just be that not being at home -taste.
Now I think it's time for me to go hunt some breakfast and have a look around the town.
Ja taas on blogi jota seurata... Oli ihana nähdä ja toivottavasti nähdään taas pian. Loistavaa matkaa rakas!
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