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.