“Let me pay for that, my Erasmus came in! Oh wait.”

I got a little bit cocky when that saviour of a grant from the government came in and decided that suddenly money was no object. This was my hedonistic year abroad; the year to live it up and not worry about something so trivial as euros. But it goes fast my friends. It goes fast. Especially when you have…

The Berlin Music Scene. Gigs I’ve been to!

One of the most enjoyable parts of my year abroad so far has been going to see the mind blowing concerts that Berlin has to offer. Every weekend here I have a really massive fear of missing out on all the stuff that is going on in the many little secluded venues around the city….

Sachsenhausen Concentration Camp/Gedänkstätte/Memorial

disclaimer: this post was actually written at the beginning of the year in a notebook that I recently found, so has some “extras” about flat searching and meeting new friends in Berlin which was very much part of being new here and my beginnings. I’m not sure the end bit is particularly relevant to Sachsenhausen…

Streetdance Class :)

One of my Tasks for ThirdSpace was to try out a local Dance class and although traditional German folk Dance was indeed tempting, I felt that it would be more suited to my year abroad Location to take a street Dance class! My friend and I went Shopping for Nikes and signed ourselves up for…

Finding my feet

Due to my last post being laced with a frankly disgusting amount of nostalgia I’d forgive everyone for picturing me curled up in a ball crying into a tartan scarf. I’m obviously not! In fact, after a while here I now feel very settled in Berlin, or as settled as a person can be in this crazy…

FInding out how screwed I am – Ich bin so gestresst!

My alarm woke me up at 6.30 in order to not upset my German host family and make sure that I made it in time for breakfast! I quickly got dressed and brushed my teeth (something told me they didn’t tend to stumble downstairs in their pants and take a swig from the carton). Despite…

My arrival

  Of course I resolved to speak only in German when I arrived here. I had to stick to my guns and be insistant “NUR AUF DEUTSCH” I would shout at whoever tried to engage in English conversation… or so I thought before I saw the Deutsche Bahn machine. You see, I had to buy…

Intros! Herzlichen Willkommen!

I’m a bit late posting my first few posts so they’ll have to come all at once! I wrote everything down in a notebook so I wouldn’t forget but I’ve had suuuch a hectic first couple of days. First I’ll introduce myself and tell you about why I decided to come to Berlin. I’m Carrie…