A Brexit exile in Berlin tries to adjust to life, and heads to German lessons alongside Polish workers, fashionable Swedes and Syrian refugees.
Just over a month ago, I quit my job in London, packed as many clothes as I could into two suitcases and left the UK for Berlin. Exactly a week after I arrived, Britain voted to leave the European Union and overnight the country I had departed from felt noticeably further away. “I feel like we’ve lost our friends,” said the mother of a German girl I know. “But don’t worry,” she told me. “You are …read more
Source: New Statesman
