And then there was a whole lot of nothing.

Feel­ing a bit down and not really in a social­iz­ing mood, I decided to go walk out­side in the sun. And I walked, and walked, and I ended up only a few sta­tions from the former Tem­pel­hof air­port away. And so I took a walk through Tempelhof.

It doesn’t look that big when you’re there. To think that this is the biggest park inside of any city in the world seems ridicu­lous. You can look across the field! With that reas­on­ing, I set out to circle the airport.

Need­less to say I didn’t quite make it, and as soon as I arrived at the next exit, I took the chance and jumped off my plan. It’s huge, and it’s lonely. A deser­ted place, only every ten minutes would someone on their bike cross my path. But for what it’s worth, I did feel bet­ter when I got out of it and fol­lowed some­thing like a scav­enger hunt into Hermannstraße.

I’m not sure whether Tem­pel­hof is a park to my taste. Yes, so much space — but also: I like people. I like watch­ing people, espe­cially here in Ber­lin, what with the diversity and the com­ical situ­ations that arise. That’s why I enjoy my Mauer­park Sundays so much. But I guess it’s time to finally get into my skates again.