Half Ready

Monday the entire city was supposed to shut down—a total transit strike, nothing going anywhere. No U-Bahn, no S-Bahn, no buses, just nothing at all. I had no idea how I’d even get to the office, but there was something darkly funny about it, Berlin just grinding to a halt like that. Work from home was looking pretty attractive suddenly.

And of course Becca had her vacation booked for that exact week, was flying in right as the city decided to implode. When I realized the timing I had to laugh. We’d figure it out somehow, walk everywhere like everyone else, make it work. That’s Berlin for you.

I was only half ready for any of it, to be honest. But ready or not, the chaos was happening anyway.