The Princess Garden in Berlin. Where is it? Shards of green stab through gray concrete. With a gust, my face is filled with dust and dirt. Cars, trucks and buses honk their horns in and out of unison, as they dance in a circle. Are they communicating? Pedestrians jump back to the side walk when they realize that the roundabout has no cross walk. Is this really the place? He told us to meet us here. He told us to meet at Moritzplatz.
First, I had better lock up my bike. Before I go any further on foot, at least I know where to come back to. Just then, a black and yellow bus whizzed past me. Did I get out at the wrong exit? Small droplets of water sprinkle and splash my face as I gaze across the busy square. “Looks more like a circle.” I thought out loud. Luckily there was no one close enough to hear what I said. “Oh, on the corner, that must be it. A garden!” I quickly locked up my Bike and took a gulp from my water bottle.
As the sun shines through the clouds, circular pots and square tubs are teeming with green life – Birds, insects as well as people flock to the princess garden. In 2009 the non-profit group Nomadisch Grün established the princess garden (Prinzessinnengärten) as a place of community in the heart of Berlin, Keuzberg. What was once a waste land has blossomed into mobile, organic gardening.
A Community Based Garden in Kreuzberg
Last week I read about this place, a community based garden in Kreuzberg. Why didn’t I put it together that we would be meeting here? The non-profit is famous for transforming used spaces into mobile gardens. This particular garden, the princess garden offers a safe environment for people of every back ground to come together and take part in the benefits of sustainable living in an urban environment.
I darted back to the underground, leaving my bike safely locked to a tree. The cellist was still playing his Bach suite. Not the obvious one, it must have been the allegro – the music was moving almost as fast as I was running through the station.
I was early for our meeting. Finally enough time to explore the garden on my own, I thought to myself. Unfortunately I was moving too fast and did not notice that my shoe was untied. Just as I arrived at the front gate of the princess garden, I tripped and landed in a puddle of mud. As a result, my clothes were ruined and required a quick trip home to change. At least I found the princess garden!