I am a provincial girl. I grew up in a small town. The door to the big world opened up pretty late. But it opened with a bang. I hate to admit it, but kitsch still sometimes impresses me, so do the luxurious buildings, lavish things––everything the small town did not have and never will.
TagPotsdamer Platz
Berlinale 2013 or How I moved to Potsdamer Platz for a week
More than a year ago, I mentioned in my ECLA of Bard application letter that volunteering at the Berlinale Film Festival is one of the essential reasons for my moving to Berlin. Needless to say, that all too serious and far–reaching plan almost inevitably failed because of unforeseen reasons––even though I was supported by ECLA