This is kind of a joke coming from someone who lived in Berlin only in the winters of 2013/2014 and 2014/2015. Yes, survive winter in Berlin, easy. The warmest in a lot of decades. I expected a lot worse when I moved here. Losing toes and fingers to frostbite from november to march, was the prognosis. A shopping list with winter essentials was offered to me by colleagues when my first winter here approached. Buy snowboots for sure, an extra thick coat and possibly a wearable heater (just joking). Up until now I didn’t even have to buy a new coat. Now I don’t want to cheer too quickly or start praising the weather gods, but as a pregnant woman I seem to have my own extra heating, so fear not the months to come.
However, there are some things in this city during the winter months that have sprung to my attention, and I would love to share those with you.
– Apparently everybody does have the right polar-expedition gear lying at home, ready for grabs whenever the temperature drops below 5 degrees Celsius. Children wear ski-costumes that my parents ever only let me wear when on a skiing trip. Adults wearing the thickest hats and mittens I’ve ever seen.
– Even when there is only a cm of snow on the sidewalks, the snow shovers will be taken out to clear them. Well now I’m not sure if this is because Berliners like their sidewalks super slippery, icy and mostly resembling a slide, or because they truly believe in cleaning up whenever they theoretically can. What I do know, is I’m no fan.
– Eating Wurst and drinking beer or Gluhwein outside on a Christmas Market, even when the temperature drops significantly, is always considered a fun outing. Include the overdone christmas lights, rudolph noses and cheesy songs and your average Berlin winter evening is perfect. I don’t feel it, I’m afraid. Give me my wine (ok, not this year), warm bread from the oven, cheeses, a cowhide to lie on and warm fireplace and I’m one lucky girl.
I know that I will eventually wind up in a subtropical paradise where me and my family can enjoy either year-long spring temperatures, or at least a nice long and hot summer with only a mild winter to survive. So let me use this opportunity to either way praise the weather gods out there, for blessing me with two super-mild Berlin winters. I am eternally thankful and will now continue hiding under a blanket on my couch for the coming weeks anyway!