We spent most of August 2011 living in Berlin; the way I’ve long-described that amount of time was that in the middle of the month it was far enough both from arriving and departing that it felt like we were really there.
I’ve been back to Berlin several times since then, but only for short 2 or 3 days jaunts; they’ve been lovely trips, but they haven’t had the magic of 2011.
Somewhere in the back of my mind I think I’ve decided the one day someday I will actually live in Berlin. I don’t know when this will be. But I hope it comes true. In the meantime, we will continue to flirt.