{"id":1509,"date":"2021-04-14T06:08:32","date_gmt":"2021-04-14T06:08:32","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/uberlin.co.uk\/november-2010-uberlin\/"},"modified":"2021-04-15T07:32:47","modified_gmt":"2021-04-15T07:32:47","slug":"november-2010-uberlin","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/uberlin.co.uk\/november-2010-uberlin\/","title":{"rendered":"November 2010 &#8211; \u00fcberlin"},"content":{"rendered":"<div class=\"post hentry\">\n<h5 class=\"postDate\"><abbr class=\"published\" title=\"2010-11-23T20:45:44+0000\">November 23, 2010<\/abbr><\/h5>\n<div class=\"postContent\">\n<h3 class=\"entry-title\"><a href=\"\/berlins-burning\/\" rel=\"bookmark\">Berlin\u2019s burning<\/a><\/h3>\n<h4 class=\"vcard author\">by <span class=\"fn\">James Glazebrook<\/span><\/h4>\n<div class=\"entry-content\">\n<p id=\"top\">Last night, in a dream within a dream, Berlin burned to the ground.  Somehow I witnessed this horrific event first-hand and survived, but  thankfully don\u2019t remember the details because \u2013 still in my dream \u2013 I  woke up.<\/p>\n<p>I then turned on the TV to discover that New York City had actually  met with the same fate. My brother was there, acting as a kind of arson  anthropologist, examining the strangely pristine skeletons left behind \u2013  like Gormley statues stripped down to their bare bones.<\/p>\n<p>Then I woke up.<\/p>\n<p>Zo\u00eb dreamed of apocalypse and mass murder.<\/p>\n<p>Read into all this what you will.<\/p>\n<div class=\"ssb-share ssb-share-191 defualt\" post_id=\"191\">\n<div class=\"defualt-button-fb\"> <iframe src=\"http:\/\/www.facebook.com\/plugins\/like.php?href=http:\/\/www.uberlin.co.uk\/berlins-burning\/&amp;width&amp;layout=button_count&amp;action=like&amp;show_faces=false&amp;share=false&amp;height=21&amp;appId=743541755673761\" scrolling=\"no\" frameborder=\"0\" style=\"border:none; overflow:hidden; height:21px;\" allowtransparency=\"true\"><\/iframe><\/div>\n<div class=\"defualt-button-twitter\">        <a href=\"https:\/\/twitter.com\/share\" class=\"twitter-share-button\" data-url=\"\/berlins-burning\/\">Tweet<\/a><\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"postMeta\">\n<div class=\"postMetaCategory\">Category: <a href=\"\/category\/opinions\/\" rel=\"category tag\">Opinions<\/a><\/div>\n<div class=\"postMetaTag\">Tags: <a href=\"\/tag\/dreams\/\" rel=\"tag\">Dreams<\/a><\/div>\n<div class=\"comments\">                                 <a href=\"\/berlins-burning\/#respond\">leave a comment<\/a><\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"post hentry\">\n<h5 class=\"postDate\"><abbr class=\"published\" title=\"2010-11-19T20:24:03+0000\">November 19, 2010<\/abbr><\/h5>\n<div class=\"postContent\">\n<h3 class=\"entry-title\"><a href=\"\/up-in-the-air\/\" rel=\"bookmark\">Up in the air<\/a><\/h3>\n<h4 class=\"vcard author\">by <span class=\"fn\">James Glazebrook<\/span><\/h4>\n<div class=\"entry-content\">\n<p id=\"top\"><strong>\u201cLeave behind old attachments\u201d<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong> \u201cLet\u2019s Go\u201d<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>The electronic billboards at Heathrow seem scripted. Trite little visual devices to underline our motivation.<\/p>\n<p>Looking up at the glass ceiling, I see myself reflected back against the black sky, surrounded by half of my worldly possessions: two suitcases, one wife.<\/p>\n<p>This feels like looking at a screen, like watching a twee indie flick in which our protagonists go on a journey that somehow serves as metaphor for their new life together. In my head, Bon Iver scores the scene.<\/p>\n<p>On the plane, my wife remarks that she can\u2019t look directly at the sun, as if all that is out there in front of us is too bright for her to visualise. I have no such problem, staring straight ahead until blankness fills my eyes. When I look away tiny trails of light remain, little paths back to my past.<\/p>\n<p>Outside, everything seems otherworldly. The rolling fog looks like the surface of the sea, the sun peeking out from a hot pink horizon. Half an hour later, crisp white light cuts across a cloudscape that resembles snowdrifts on a glacier.<\/p>\n<p>I believe that we are doing this in the same way you believe in the plot of a film for 90 minutes or so, only to pick it apart afterwards. We are immersed in this experience, but it\u2019s hard to convince ourselves that this is our life, and that it will last indefinitely.<\/p>\n<p>Seatbacks upright \u2013 we are now beginning our descent into Berlin.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/11\/1.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" class=\"alignleft size-full wp-image-402\" title=\"View from our airplane window\" src=\"\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/11\/1.jpg\" alt=\"View from our airplane window\" width=\"650\" height=\"488\" srcset=\"\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/11\/1.jpg 650w, \/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/11\/1-300x225.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 650px) 100vw, 650px\"><\/a><\/p>\n<p>This post has been entered into the <a href=\"http:\/\/grantourismotravels.com\/2011\/01\/10\/grantourismo-travel-blogging-competition-january\/\">Grantourismo HomeAway Holiday-Rentals travel blogging competition<\/a>.<\/p>\n<div class=\"ssb-share ssb-share-180 defualt\" post_id=\"180\">\n<div class=\"defualt-button-fb\"> <iframe src=\"http:\/\/www.facebook.com\/plugins\/like.php?href=http:\/\/www.uberlin.co.uk\/up-in-the-air\/&amp;width&amp;layout=button_count&amp;action=like&amp;show_faces=false&amp;share=false&amp;height=21&amp;appId=743541755673761\" scrolling=\"no\" frameborder=\"0\" style=\"border:none; overflow:hidden; height:21px;\" allowtransparency=\"true\"><\/iframe><\/div>\n<div class=\"defualt-button-twitter\">        <a href=\"https:\/\/twitter.com\/share\" class=\"twitter-share-button\" data-url=\"\/up-in-the-air\/\">Tweet<\/a><\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"postMeta\">\n<div class=\"postMetaCategory\">Category: <a href=\"\/category\/opinions\/\" rel=\"category tag\">Opinions<\/a><\/div>\n<div class=\"postMetaTag\">Tags: <a href=\"\/tag\/bon-iver\/\" rel=\"tag\">Bon Iver<\/a> : <a href=\"\/tag\/moving-to-berlin\/\" rel=\"tag\">Moving to Berlin<\/a><\/div>\n<div class=\"comments\">                                 <a href=\"\/up-in-the-air\/#comments\">11 comments<\/a><\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"pageNav\">\n<div class=\"prev\"><\/div>\n<div class=\"next\"><\/div>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>November 23, 2010 Berlin\u2019s burning by James Glazebrook Last night, in a dream within a dream, Berlin burned to the ground. 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