A walk to work

Good morning! I despise mornings, but the comfort of repetition in my stroll through Neukölln and ride up to Wedding (“Vedding”) is a small consolation that makes the first hour of the day palatable. If I’m lucky, the first thing I see is the Deutsche Post man with his yellow uniform, yellow bike, yellow accent shoes, and cigarette dangling from his lip.

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Often the Aussie cafes serving rocket-fuel coffee aren’t open yet, as hipsterlandia does not seize the day until around 8:30 am. Instead I stop by this Turkish bakery, where the prices seem to vary depending who’s behind the register and I can add my own milk- a small miracle compared to goading baristas to concoct something resembling the default New York order of “coffee with milk.”

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Burly workmen in bright overalls sip coffee from little ceramic cups and a smiling dog waits outside. He is one of many brown, dog-sized dogs that resemble proper canines in Berlin. Very few princess pooches here.

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Then it’s down the U-Bahn stop at Schönleinstraße. (“Nice line street”? Germans are invited to offer a better translation here.) UPDATE- My friend Basti has provided clarification: The ending “-lein” creates the diminutive form, much like “-chen.” (Think “-ito/a” or “-inho/a” in Spanish/Portuguese.) So the correct translation would be “Beautiful Little Street,” or something to that effect. Much better!

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On schedule as usual, hell yeah German efficiency.

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Here comes the friendly yellow train carrying a smattering of commuters. It’s never full, and there’s never the risk of being unable to board. Even during rush hour I do not have the pleasure of having my nose shoved into someone’s armpit- a daily ritual in New York.

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Ugly white outlines of Brandenburger Tor pattern the windows.

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We zip past Alexanderplatz up to Voltastraße, where it’s a quick walk past towering warehouse buildings before arriving at Deutsche Welle’s main Berlin office.

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Tschüss!