It’s -1 degrees celsius in Pankow. But at least I have a real illustrated fire place. And at least the houses on Waldstrasse still recall some sunny Arizona/Cuban something. Can’t you feel the chaleur?
Coming from the United States where profit comes before health 9 times out of 10, I have been conditioned to believe that food from a school cafeteria is innately bad. It’s this pizza nightmare where cheese whiz clouds any sort of potential for a nutritious meal. Where is the justice in that? Perhaps this is
Berlin fog is entirely foreign to me. It has this strange transparent viscosity to it that I cannot properly explain. Our daylight hours are dwindling, but at least we’ve got “a thick cloud of water droplets suspended in the atmosphere at or near the earth’s surface that obscures or restricts visibility”… or something like that. Take a
After a year of living a “choose your own adventure” lifestyle (highlights include but are not limited to: learning the proper way to slaughter a chicken in the south of France, running from a wild boar, catching a swarm of honeybees in the 19th district of Paris, and the serendipitous meeting of a member of