Mmm, donuts. When donuts are half the price of veggies, which do you put in your shopping cart? Photo copyright dpa/picture alliance
Today YG guest blogger Cup of tea anyone? talks about supermarket shopping in Germany versus in the UK. You can find her posts here every Monday morning.
Nine days in the UK and two kilos heavier, I am now safely back in the bosom of my much-loved Berlin home and family.
Don’t get me wrong, I LOVE my homeland and my albeit mad-as-a-bag-of-cats family. I even get quite nostalgic when it rains or when I see a person walking around in shorts in the balmy 12 degree sunshine (clearly British: Who else dresses for summer, purely based on the level of sunlight?) However, Berlin / Germany appears to have gotten under my skin.
This is a preview of Food: Germany versus Britain.
Sieben Linden is one of many alternative communities that thrives in Germany. Photo copyright dpa / picture alliance
Germany might be well known for big ideas in fields like green energy and engineering, but it also supports a thriving counter culture, which means that thousands of small groups and individuals are also trying their hand at making the world a better place. A Wagenplatz is one form of collective living (almost entirely) unique to Germany. In the video below, an American expat living in Germany talks about her own tiny house, how she renovated it herself, and why she chooses to live the way she does. Could you imagine living in such a small space?
Language is funny, isn’t it? I remember when I was a teenager, fighting my way through puberty with the help of a whole host of wonderously creative expletives that (I thought) only my friends and I understood. I was reminded of one of them a few months ago on a trip back to my hometown when I heard a young person shout “That’s shan, that is!”
It could mean anything, couldn’t it, but I know for a fact that ‘shan’ means (or at least meant, in my time) something equating to the adult use of the term ‘bollocks’ or ‘bullshit’. The origin of the term fails me- who knows where youth pick up this crap from? Lush, mint, ace, minging (and variations thereof): You’ve got to love the vivid colours of the slang used by the youth of Britain (innit?)
This is a preview of The Fun Side of German: Dead Trousers and Chest Warts.
Police don’t know what to do with a run away tarantula
“Two Munich police officers out on their regular evening jog ended up having to call a spider man – after finding an escaped tarantula and managing to capture it in a beer glass.” Shudder. You can read more about the runaway spider’s run in with the fuzz here.
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Eating out (vegetarian) in Berlin
This is a preview of The Week in Germany: Escaped Spiders, Vegetarian Berlin, and a Eurovision Preview.
Everyone settles into life in a new country at a different rate. Some are immediately at home, while others never feel completely comfortable. Homesickness, awkwardness, loneliness: they all are parts of the expat experience to a greater or lesser degree. But fitting in is too. You might surprise yourself.
I have been in Germany for eight years now, but it has only been in the last few years that I have been noticing the telltale signs of “German-ification.” Though I have felt at home in Germany for many years more, it seems my transition into this culture is now complete. How did I know? Well…
Berlin Tiergarten/Congress Hall. Photo copyright dpa/picture alliance
Today we’re welcoming L of Cup of tea anyone? to the Young Germany blog! You will be able to find her posts about life in Germany’s capital city on Mondays right here. Today she’s celebrating her six year anniversary in Germany. Welcome L!
Six years ago yesterday, I arrived in Berlin, following a harrowing journey (involving me spilling boiling hot British Airways coffee all over myself) via a London airport with nine other intrepid ‘Neuberliner’. We were all part of the Leonardo Da Vinci programme and didn’t know one another from Adam but the cold and unfriendliness of Berlin had us more or less clinging to each other for the best part of our three month stay together.
This is a preview of An Expat Anniversary: Six Years in Berlin.