Rushing downtown to meet Olli for a spontaneous Gluehwein at Marienplatz yesterday evening, we were greeted with a surprise. An Apple store had emerged from an eternal construction site within spitting distance from the Glockenspiel.
Part of me is a bit sad to see something so familiar and American while another part was excited to have a place to turn to the next time my power cord decides to self-immoliate. My consumerism appears to be winning and has almost convinced the naysayer in me to overlook the obvious homogenization of my (increasingly not-so) foriegn environment.
After all, it’s not Starbucks.