April doesn’t end quietly. It never has. If anything, it lingers, stretching itself into one final, charged night where something in the air feels different.
April doesn’t end quietly. It never has. If anything, it lingers, stretching itself into one final, charged night where something in the air feels different.
Beer is Germany’s unofficial blood type, served with everything from football matches to funerals. I, however, am German on paper but Filipino in upbringing—raised in
I am often asked what the hardest thing is about living the quiet, reclusive life that I do. In order to answer that, I have
So, picture this: I’m a short woman of asian descent living in Europe, navigating a world that was clearly built for people who don’t need
Her we are, on the cusp of mid-November and about to be catapulted into the Advent / Christmas Season. Wasn’t is just yesterday when we
The past days have been grey, cold, cloudy and windy in Berlin as the last aftereffects of the three hurricanes that blasted through the nation