Let’s just say that I’m incredibly happy to be home. Neither Germany nor Finland were my favorite places on the food front, but it’s really irrelevant now. I apologize now for how whiny I’m going to sound – at least I HAD food, so that was good enough.
I imagine had I been left to my own devices in meals (or had a kitchen), it would’ve been an entirely different experience. The administrators of my program try VERY hard to be sure all of us in class with special dietary needs are well cared for and eat well. I just think I don’t like German food as a whole. In pretty much each meal, I found the food heavy and bland. I’m typically “gluten light”, but that was pretty impossible while I was away. There were literally days when bread was the only option.
Oh – and the most prolific veggie I was given was celery. Braised, roasted, etc. Very weird.
Breakfast each day was grapefruit and orange segments, bran cereal, and soy milk.
One day I did order a beet/orange/ginger juice from room service. It was amazing!
Lunch was only eaten on occasion. It depended on if what was served contained a vegan dish. A few times they did make me a special dish, which I appreciated greatly!
Dinner was also only an occasional event. Most vegan eats were bready and pasta, and that was a challenge. Quite honestly, I’d usually grab a salad from room service.
One exceptional meal stood out though! One evening a few of us went to a restaurant after an afternoon and evening spent at a start-up incubator (called Axel Springer – freakishly amazing place). I had this AMAZING dish of whipped vanilla carrots topped with mushroom ragout and micro greens.
The other thing I struggled with the entire time – surprisingly – was water. I’ve never been one who didn’t get enough H2O! I easily drink a gallon per day. That was impossible in Europe. Water is never served at meals unless you ask (and it’s always bottled), and I found the significantly reduced water intake to be the most difficult. Coffee, orange juice, beer, and wine – yes. Water – not so much.
Needless to say, I’m so excited to be back where I clearly take my ready access to water for granted. As soon as my plane landed, I bee lined for a drinking fountain to fill up my water bottle.
Naturally my first at-home meal was a big ole green smoothie! Never mind that it’s my usual breakfast! It’s always what I want when I first get home after travels.
For lunch, I made a quick meal (I had a ton of meetings and work catch-up to do). Rice noodles with cabbage, water chestnut, green beans and peas, and a creamy sauce of silken tofu, soy sauce, ginger, garlic powder, and hoisin sauce. No real measurements, but one container of the Mori-Nu tofu blended with about 2 tbsp. each of soy sauce and hoisin, about 1/2 tsp each of ginger and garlic.
I went for two runs in Germany as well as yoga. That was by far the most fun. I don’t know German – no one at the studio spoke English – but it was perfect anyway. Everyone was super nice and all I can say is thank goodness for Google Translate! Class was easy to follow without knowing what my instructor was saying. Yoga is universal!
I went for a run today and got caught in a total downpour!
Oh jeeze, not even sure where to start! Of course the purpose of my trip was school and that was most definitely the majority of what I did while away. We had some amazing school-related events (Axel Spring Plug & Play incubator was by far the best and most inspiring thing EVER).
We met with representatives from Aston Martin, CNN, and The Economist. Helped people with start-up ideas work through things on their pitches, and spent time learning how Europe views the world (like the refugee crisis). My mind is still blown from the entire trip, and I’ve taken away some amazing lessons that go beyond my classes.
Berlin is a beautiful city, but felt strange in it’s newness. About 80% of the city was destroyed in the war, so almost everything you see is built post-1950. But there’s an intense history underneath that is told in different ways by different people. My favorite was a cabbie who grew up in Hamburg but moved to West Berlin in 1984. His retelling of the wall falling was one of fear that the East German and Russian army would take him away.
I went to the expo for the 43rd BMW Berlin Marathon, which was fun, and then cheered on the runners the next morning.
I had a brief stop in Helsinki (where I want to go back and spend real time), which was beautiful.
Random other pics
But – there’s no place like home 🙂