I lived in Berlin in 2007 – and I hated it. What is hip about unfriendly people? Why would you be ok with a broken subway system? Yes, I prefer if the trash system works. I hated it.
However, Berlin was changing. From super fucked up to only half fucked up. I visited the city at least a couple of times a year. It was actually adapting to what I liked about New York City, especially about the Upper West and the Lower East Side: Artisan cheese shops, independently owned paper stores, little bakeries and galleries. The things you visit on Saturday morning. Or when you leave the office on the way home. And I saw my friends moving into apartments, that would cost me double my salary in New York. Or as a matter of fact in any other city that I lived in so far.
So when it came down to the decision of where to move next, I had the choice between my favorite German city Munich, and this ever changing beast, Berlin. Still dirty, still ugly, yet the rents still somehow cheap. A tough one, yet I went with Berlin.
Now after three months in the city, I could not be more happy. Friday’s hipster farmers markets on Arkonaplatz. Sundays hipster brunch on Auguststr. Weekdays hipster coffees at Kaffeemitte. Ok, everything pretty hipster. But I somehow like it. And there are somehow fewer people yelling at me because of nothing. The weather still sucks. But so does the weather in Stockholm and London.
So though I obviously miss New York City, I am happy I moved to Berlin next. Even more happy I signed as a VC. And that is what this blog will be all about. Cheers.