day one

a roof top - a beer - the warm hug of friends - the view of berlin

A day's journey takes you back to what you left behind. A day spent listening to safety instructions, waiting, bad airplane food and again waiting. Thousands of miles traveled and everything seems so far away. Is it really just a week ago that I went to bargain on an alpaca sweater in La Paz and lived in a dorm room?

I was restless the first day. And the second. Everything seemed so familiar and still, I stepped into my apartment and had to rediscover it. Was the kitchen always that big? Is there a new picture on the wall? Oh, and the outdated cleaning plan! I did not want to stop and let everything sink in. After a while I became very melancholic and longed for those simple times during traveling. I found myself falling back into old patterns today and have to remind myself of the incredible lightness I felt during traveling. Hello Berlin, it's nice to be back, but let me long for far far away places a little bit longer ♥