Their next move was to a small, basic apartment a little further east but still in the Kurfürstendamm area. For 2 nights they stayed there and again a Kaisers supermarket was just around the corner.
It felt good to be back in Berlin. They could never put their finger on what it was about this city but it had a certain energy about it that felt like 'home'. Back in Barcelona they had spoken about seeing themselves in Berlin over the winter. It didn't make sense. They had been increasingly growing tired of the cold, damp winters in Edinburgh and now that they were in Europe surely spending winter in the southern regions made more sense. And yet they still saw themselves in Berlin - for 2 or 3 months.
It was the beginning of December but that vision was still very unlikely given their financial position. Still, this was the Heartland and they knew they must remain here for some time.
As they took a walk to Alexanderplatz for the first time they heard the familiar sounds of "Stir It Up" and "No Woman No Cry" ring out from the steel drums of a busker. Bob was still with them.
