Zurich to Berlin and back. Two cities that are both dear to you. But which one do you love the most?
Today, if I had to choose between Zurich or Berlin, I’d go for Zurich. My roots are here, my friends, family and the values that I want for my children. Berlin is close to my heart and is definitely a city where I want to spend a lot of time, but without the pressures of daily life in Berlin. It’s where my little girl was born. It’s a place full of personal stories, lasting memories, deep friendships, ups and downs, boundless freedom and joy, frustration and loneliness, new discoveries, never-ending streets, biting winds, dark days, stinking subway shafts, dancing the night away, delicious food from all over the world and the weirdest encounters.
So, around three years ago, you packed up the family and the cat and headed north to Prenzlauer Berg. How did that come about?
My husband was offered a job. We didn’t have much time to decide whether to take it or not. I had just found out I was pregnant with our second child and it was pretty much now or never. We’d been thinking about Berlin for a while anyway, so it was the perfect fit. We quickly packed up all our stuff, along with the cat, our daughter Maus, and Mips still in my tummy, and found ourselves in the Winskiez area of beautiful Prenzlauer Berg.