Bicycle for sale

My last week starts tomorrow! Berlin has been dear to me. I think I would like to live here. Maybe in Prenzlauer Berg. Even though it's not supposed to be "the place" anymore after Kreuzberg and Neukölln. Most of all I will miss the moments of not knowing what will come after the next corner when I'm on my bike. Or which kind of nice nook for having brunch, lunch, café or dinner will I ran into today. Or the wind that blows to your face when you get out of the U-Bahn. Or the big broad-leaved trees and almost withered roses in the graffiti filled parks. Or the sound "Einsteigen bitte. Zurükbleiben bitte”, when you’ve managed to slip into the metro in the last minute. Or the Trödelmarkts.Or my favourite chocolate müsli. Or the overgrown flower beds. Or the beaten political posters on the walls. My little Möhrenkuchen, I will miss you.  

In the grounds of the mysterious Spree Park. An abandoned Ferris wheel in the background.