What I Learned Moving to Berlin- 10 Lessons From an American Expat

For me, it was last year when I boarded a one-way flight from San Francisco to Berlin. Alone and nervous. Ready yet still so naive. I arrived on a crisp November day with two pieces of luggage, a broken heart from losing my mom to cancer, and a too-thin jacket from California. As I stepped through the falling leaves, teeth chattering in the cold, I thought to myself “Holy shit, it’s finally happening. I’m here.” One year, a comedy/tragedy of errors, and numerous ups/downs later, I am proud to still call Berlin my home. Through it all, I’ve learned some lessons that I’d like to share with you. <a href="https://medium.com/@jennMchoi/what-i-learned-moving-to-berlin-10-lessons-from-an-american-expat-610e2f03f282">Visit Now</a>