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Colours of 2014

I’m a little too involved in pitches, projects and boring paper work (namely: sorting out my tax) to do a proper reflective post of the last twelve months, so I decided to compile some of the – more personal – work that I haven’t published anywhere else this year instead. If you still fancy an elaborate recap, head over to the Travelettes where I’ve written about my own and the gals’ favourite travels.

2014 exceeded my expectations. I feel incredibly privileged and grateful for the stories I could tell and the people that I have met on the way, even if our paths only crossed for a couple of days. I think we all long for giving our days a purpose; to make that much debated impact. For the first time in forever, I’ve come across that – at least occasionally.

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My phone tells stories: Guten Morgen Berlin

Writing about Berlin is tricky and a dumb idea (I’m still gonna do it). But writing about Berlin is also writing about yourself because the city couldn’t care less about what you think about it. It’s up to you have to make it work between the two of you … and then hope for the best.

When I came here first for a couple of months two years ago, I felt uncomfortable, like I’m not fitting in. Whatever I was doing just didn’t feel enough because there was always someone who was better at it. And there still is but this time, it’s okay.

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Sunday wanderings: Mauerpark

Berlin‘s Mauerpark amazes me. Although it has long turned into a giant tourist hub on Sundays (and the flea market there admittedly is pretty cool), the space is still among the most chilled ways to spend a Sunday afternoon in autumn. After getting a beautiful scarf that’s really more like a hippie blanket and therefore very suited for the nightmare of a winter here, we grabbed a beer or two and watched the cool kids do karaoke and play music. When it slowly dawned the whole crowd started to party and that was one of those moments where spending a weekend in your own city was better than any spa retreat. 

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Lovers on a boat

One of the first things I did when I arrived in Berlin (after having a kebab or two of course) was to photograph my beautiful friends’ wedding near Müggelsee lake. I’ve seemingly spent half of said day crying hot (happy) tears onto my camera body and really felt the need to write some soppy lines on the L word.

Over the last few months I have seen more relationships fail than succeed. I’ve seen people coming out of a phase of life completely destroyed; you could almost read the pain between the lines on their faces. But while there may be a hundred reasons for why love generally is a decidedly dumb thing to get into, there’s one that wipes out all doubts in an instant. It’s not one for wimps (and you can definitely count me into that category) but it’s incredibly powerful.

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A big Frankfurt breakfast

Coming back to Europe after Beirut sent me through the worst post-trip melancholy I’ve ever had, but luckily my friends in Frankfurt called in a beautiful breakfast in a light-flooded and quiet café. Lots of salami always does the job of cheering me up (weirdo) and so does the laughter of these two lovelies. See ya soon, Lebanon!

Lesecafé // Diesterwegstraße 7 // 60594 Frankfurt // Germany