A few weeks ago we reached our "One Year Mark" as Berliners. This was obviously celebrated with a burger. Honestly, we do not remember specifically celebrating it, but Lotta's birthday was the day before and one celebration was most probably baked into the other. Emil has a two year contract, so we might possibly have gottne half way on our stay abroad. After one year in Berlin we feel as if we have gotten to know the city pretty well. At least much better than when we just arrived. When moving away from one's safety in Sweden, there are so many things you have to think about. When we a few weeks ago had to go to the dentist, we werent sure exactly how things were done here. You cannot just go down to "folktandvården" and that's it. Lotta is now a mouth guard richer.
Berlin hasn't got a china town, but Lotta just read somewhere that we actually live next to Berlins unofficial china town. Within a ten minute walk, we have access to tons of asian restaurants, bonsai shops, souvenir shops and even a Hello Kitty shop. Speaking of asia, Lotta had the opportunity to get a real thai massage for her birthday. At one point it feelt like the massoose was climbing on Lottas back as a little cat. They did a great job, and we really recommend the Nan Spa in Berlin.
Speaking of cats: Katy Perry visited Berlin on her Prism Tour, and we most certainly were there. We dropped off Liv at her babysitter and went to the arena, and it felt a bit weird not having her around. As we were without her, we saw Liv in everything around us and noticed things she would have liked, etc, just as when you are newly in love. We really liked the show! The best part was when she sang "Birthday" and was flying around in the air. At one point she was so close that we could almost tickle her feet.
Here are some pictures from Emils phone:
Liv really likes it when we make her bed into a little hut.
Can you find her feet?
'Liv in a swing. Don't let the picture fool you, she didn't enjoy it. We'll give it a new try in a month.
At arenas in Berlin they serve Döner Kebap. But no candy, where's my candy!?
A sister missionary took some photos of us last week. Here Liv is beeing squashed between us.