My recent relocation to Denmark allows for a long-sought versatile land mobility that had been practically absent when I took homeland Portugal as a starting point (it is very poorly connected to Spain via train, and it would take some 24 hours just to get to France — but I digress). And so, partaking on IndieWebCamp Berlin 24 had been on my mind, helped by my having loved Berlin last Summer, and realizing the value of being around people, especially with a strong subject interest in the background of it. After many grueling days of going back and forth between staying or going — I went. How could it ever not be immensely fun and rewarding?

A bus from Flensburg to Berlin and a return trip by train both amounted to circa fifty euros; it did entail, however, traveling in the wee hours of the mourning, including a pitch-dark, under light rain bicycle stint from home to university, where I'd leave the bike, shower (blessed proper infrastructure for commuters!), and head towards the bus that'd do the leg between Sønderborg and Flensburg.

I managed to pack everything in a backpack and a totebag — computer, food, and clothing — and it felt like big progress from some recent times. I even packed some tea, just in case — but the Mozilla Berlin headquarters, where the IWC would take place, had everything needed and more.

I stayed with a dear friend in the vicinity of Hermannstraße, and tended to my usual schedule of waking (almost obscenely) very early. Wondering whether I'd have a place to linger, circa 6 in the morning, until the official opening of the camp at 10 — I indulged in coffee, and moved frequently, among many places that had already opened (or probably never closed).

Berlin is restless. In the last few hours before camp start, I visited (and briefly worked at) the library at Unter den Linden — a marvellous way to spend some time.