Yesterday I took a flight from Berlin Schönefeld back to Dublin. My time in Berlin is over and now I’m back in sweet Dublin. Only just for a few days which is too bad. But it wasn’t possible to stay longer. Anyway, I’m going to seize the day (Carpe diem!) and enjoy the time I have.
When I arrived yesterday, I initially remembered what I’ve missed most about Dublin and what I didn’t miss at all. I’ve missed the cheery people and the signs written in two languages (English & Gaelic). What I didn’t miss was the bus system: So I walk straight to the bus stop in order to take the 16 to Dublin City and what do I see? 18 more minutes before the bus comes! Seriously? In Berlin you would have to wait 5 mins max – no joke! If it’s longer than that because of some construction adjustments it’ll be 8 mins and people (Berliners) will start growling. As you can see, the public service of Germany’s capital is exceptional compared to those of other cities. I mean people are still constantly complaining about it, but that’s because they’re Germans. Germans always complain. I’m not complaining. I took a different bus to the city centre after the first shock. I took the 41 to Lower Abbey Street, even though I couldn’t remember where Abbey Street was – silly me. But what are the friendly bus drivers for? He told me it was going past O’Connell Street – that I remembered! So I took that bus and got to the city centre safely. Safely? Well, I don’t know about that, the bus driver drove like he really wanted to get home as fast as possible. Nonetheless, I felt at home again. I’ve missed you, Dublin!
I also went to a pub last night, even though I was exhausted from all the travelling (2 whole hours of flying!). I didn’t mean to go to a pub, but I wanted to get some fresh air before going to sleep. So I walked through the streets of old Baile Átha Cliath and took a stroll by the river Liffey. Then I decided to take a look at Temple Bar and turned right around when I got there. Way too crowded and way too busy. I walked back towards the hostel and stopped at a house where I could hear some good tunes. Man, I’ve missed having live music all around! I had good fun yesterday and listened to a brilliant musician, also playing one request for me (Travis, of course). Oh and it is true: Guinness does taste so much better in Dublin city than anywhere else! I’m happy to be back!
I’m back in good old Germany and I have thought about continuing this blog when I’m home and if there was any sense in it – but after all, this blog is about my life as a student and I’m still going to be a student for at least another three years! Well, I don’t know if I will stick with this blog for another 3ys but I’m not ready to give it up yet either. So here we go.
Destiny has it that I’m in Berlin now. Another big(ger than Dublin!!) city, another capital of a country – not to mention my home country. I’m here for two months doing an internship. I think this is good for me as it means that I can slowly re-adapt to my home. What I mean is that Berlin is an international, vibrant city with plenty of things to do. No chance to miss Dublin. So you would think at least. Of course I miss Dublin’s fair city already. I miss Temple Bar with its ever-so-drunken tourists and annoying live music. I miss Trinity College with its long room of old books. I miss the sight of Molly Malone. I miss the Spire (the longest needle of Dublin) reaching from the commercial ground into the endless sky. I miss O’Connell standing right at the beginning of the street with a pigeon on his head. I miss The Gate Theatre, I miss Dame Street, I miss UCD, I miss Stephen’s Green, I miss the Savoy cinema, I miss the Ha’penny Bridge, I miss the bestest book shop called Chapters, I miss Rathmines, I miss Rathgar, I miss the sea, I miss the shrieking seagulls, I miss Irish. Did I say Berlin was in a good position to get me back to normal? Well, it does somehow. I still hear English everywhere. Maybe not as much as I used to, but it’s better than nothing. Like I said, Berlin is very much an international city. Sooner or later you come across English-speakers. I get asked for the way a lot. I’m always happy to use my beautiful English, even if I don’t know the way. I’m joking, I always know the way I’m almost a Berliner by now. A Berlinerin I should say. I even have this awesome app which tells me which U-Bahn, Tram, S-Bahn or Bus I can take. That’s right, there is efficient public transport here in Berlin! Something most Dubliners have never heard of. Poor Dublin. That was definitely one thing that made me feel annoyed constantly. The bus service in Dublin sucks. I don’t miss Bus Átha Cliath, sorry. Maybe because in my heart I’m still German. I like to be on time and I like to be informed about delays. I don’t like to hang around a bus station without a clue when the bus will arrive. But even there I found a technique how to not get pissed: Just take out your book and distract yourself. I know I’m the first person to think of that. Now I’m reading in the moving vehicle instead. Much better. I avoid buses. Which is not a difficult thing in a city with three other public services. Anyway, enough of this. Feierabend. Until next time.