Packing Up Memories: Berlin, Wolfsburg, and a New Chapter in Munich
Moving 5 hours away from Berlin- "home" since 2 years"
As I have started to pack up my life into boxes and suitcases, I find myself reflecting on the whirlwind that was my past two years in Berlin and Wolfsburg. Both cities welcomed me with open arms, challenged me to grow, and filled my days with laughter, tears, and everything in between.
To the friends who became family, the strangers who transformed into confidants, and these cities that became my playgrounds, I owe an immeasurable debt of gratitude. You've turned my twenties into an adventure story I'll cherish forever. Yet, as I embark on this new chapter in Munich, a pang of bittersweet longing washes over me. The prospect of long-distance friendships, while exciting, carries a tinge of sadness.
Germany, you’ve been my chaotic muse, my inspiring mentor, and my steadfast companion. You've taught me the invaluable lessons of community, resilience, and the courage to embrace the unknown.
💜 A Love Letter to Strangers Who Surprised Me with a Dose of Their Kindness ✨
Ever since I landed in Germany, I have been unlearning and learning a lot, and there have been times when I have ended up in different awkward situations, and the funny part is at most times I didn’t know I was lost, or needed extra help but thanks to strangers who have made it easy to figure things out.
To the old lady who somehow understood that I had just landed in Frankfurt and had no clue that the platform had changed. Thanks to her I could drag my three suitcases at last minute platform change and reach on time.
To the random guy who paid for my bus ticket because I had a 50 euro note and the bus driver had no change.
To the two ice cream shop owners (Potsdam and Schwerin) who gave me free ice cream when I had no cash, and they didn’t accept cards.
To the random night in Berlin, where I ended up discussing art and politics with an art curator, a fashion stylist and even the bartender.
To the couple who randomly started talking to me because there were too many drunk guys at the bus stop, and I probably looked a bit uncomfortable and they kept me busy to avoid them talking to me in my broken German skills.
To the Edeka cashier who always smiles extra, no matter how long the queue is, I always go to her.
To the bus driver who drove me back for free because I was lost and took the wrong bus.
The list can go on and on! These experiences, among countless others, have shaped my perspective and filled my heart with gratitude.
💜 A love letter to the friends and colleagues who became family ✨
Over the past two years, I met people online and offline. I am so grateful to have found some amazing people who make life fun, challenge me to grow, and give me unforgettable memories.
To the friend who is unofficially my big sister, her couch is saved for all my heartbreaks, wins, and moods
To the friend who started navigating Berlin at the same time as mine, is my travel partner and is always sending me podcast-long voice notes.
To the family who invited me for all the special occasions to share more about German culture.
To the friend who became my bouldering partner.
To the jump rope mom and dad who made me enter this beautiful community.
To friendship breakup made me understand that people can be nice, but sometimes the vibe is off and one can move on while remembering the good memories and a part/habit of them will stay with you.
To the friend who moved to New York but still is my comedy night partner.
To the colleagues who became my confidants: Our shared workspace transformed into a haven for laughter, support, and growth.
I don’t think I could have enjoyed this living abroad life chapter without these people and they made it so worthwhile.
📍 What’s in the store next?
While the future holds exciting possibilities, a part of me will forever be rooted in Berlin and Wolfsburg. The journey ahead may be daunting, but I am excited to discover what new adventures and friendships await.
Also, I might have to train my ears to hear the Bavarian German accent. I guess my language certificate won’t count anymore.
My partner is finally moving and I am so excited to start figuring out this part together with him. I believe that his moving from the United States would have a major emotional toll on him than me moving 5 hours away from my friends. I can feel that he will be missed and he will be missing all of his friends in all the farewell event details I am receiving from a distance. I have planned a trip with him to make him like Germany more than before and see it as a new home.
My next plan is:
Find a house
Find a new reading cafe
Find a new matcha cafe
Figure out a routine as a couple
Have fun together
Execute “surprise trip” nicely
I guess this list is enough to start with. Stay tuned for more updates on life! ✌️💻
✨ And to those embarking on their journeys, remember: you are not alone. <3 ✨
Heavy emotions 🥺🥺