12 days ago (2019-05-14 00:30:04)
Post text language: EN
walking through rummelsburg i found this pretty facade that says "wein" (wine) and it reminded me of home. an old woman walked by and saw me take a picture of the facade. she stopped, looked at me and smiled. i smiled back and she asked: "it's so pretty, isn't it?" i agreed. she said, in a light berlin dialect: "it's even better when birds are nesting in the ivy. some people would just cut it back all the time, but they let it grow. it's so nice. they don't even need window blinds." she smiled again. "i am just coming back from the garden," she told me. it was 8 am. she wished me a good day.
three hours later, on my way to the apartment, i passed a man, a woman and a boy. the man was lifting the boy up so he could see something that seemed to be in a hole in the wall. when i walked up to them in order to pass them, the small boy, still held up in the air by his father, turned his head, looked at me and excitedly exclaimed: "there are baby birds in there!" i was surprised to be talked to, so my first reaction was: "oohh, so cute! that's cool!" the mother smiled at me and i kept walking, but the boy, blonde with light eyes, continued to look at me with an excited expression on his face.
when i was almost near my house, there was an old couple on the sidewalk. the woman had a walker, and from some distance i saw how her husband stopped and picked up a beer bottle that had been standing on the steps to a house entry. i heard him say: "it's almost full!" and saw him empty the bottle next to a tree. before i could reach the old couple, a small group of fußball fans walked around the corner, so that all three of us – old couple, fußball fans, me – crossed paths. the old man exclaimed, with a humorous expression: "whoa, what's happening here?" and one of the fußball fans said: "we still have one more ticket!" everyone laughed but kept walking, and i took out my keys, thinking that this, all of this, is berlin too. the smiles, the way random strangers talk to each other on the street, the excitement for small things like ivy on a house wall or birds nesting in a shaft. something about that sunday morning calmed me. it almost felt like home. #berlin