Diana Arce

Getting Out of Berlin

I spent the weekend in Hamburg and as much as I love/hate Berlin, it’s amazing to be in a town that, unlike my adopted home, is not obsessed with itself. Hamburg residents are not trying as hard to out do the next person by being more “Hamburg-like” than the next.

There seems to be a more grounded sensibility that maybe comes with the inability to live on currywurst and beer alone. Maybe higher rents and the necessity of having regular responsibility makes things all around more grown up.

Maybe I’m just getting old, but there is something about a place that seems a bit more homely and less like the Hotel California.

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