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An average day could include a visit to the Berlin Wall before checking out a new music venue or art exhibition, since in Berlin, the past really does meet the present. Modern architecture and vibrant youth culture surround the historical sites that you read about in textbooks. Now let history surround you and dive into the vibrant cultural scene of Germany’s capital and largest city.
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Although the city is known for its vibrant arts and culture, Berlin has more than 2,500 parks and gardens to stroll, cycle, swim, picnic, or just unwind in.
Visit Neighborhoods
From the fantastic art and fabulous nightlight of Kreuzberg to the trendy shopping of Charlottenberg to the hub of sites, attractions, and cafes that make up Mitte, the city's neighborhoods give Berlin its unique character.
Explore Museums
Whether you are into art and design, ancient or modern history, or even currywurst, Berlin is a city full of excellent museums.
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Though it was nearly destroyed during World War II, Berlin has rebuilt, with restored historic buildings juxtaposed with some of the world's most breathtaking modern structures.
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The longest remaining stretch of the Berlin Wall is now an outdoor art exhibition, featuring the work of more than 100 artists.
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A Birthday and A Flight Home- a Bittersweet Auf Wiedersehen
On Wednesday, March 11, I turned 21. I was so excited to turn 21 in Germany, even though the age is not as significant as in the United States. It still felt like reaching a milestone in a special way, and what better place to celebrate than Berlin?
Over the next two days, two of my friends from my home university were supposed to visit me. I had already planned out what sights I’d show them, what I’d tell them, and where we would eat. It was an opportunity to show them what I loved about Berlin, celebrate my birthday, and how far we had all come.
My birthday itself was lovely, apart from a slight mishap: I didn’t have my passport. I came home from classes and looked everywhere, but realized that I might have left it in Hamburg, where I had been the past weekend with IES Abroad. My host mom helped me call the hostel I stayed at and politely demanded, as only a mother can, that they recheck the room and the lost and found. I racked my brain for anywhere else it could be. Suddenly, I realized that I had gone to LIDL for groceries on Monday, and knowing me, I probably hadn’t transferred my passport back to its safe place after going to Hamburg. Sure enough, after visiting the LIDL, the confused workers brandished my passport. Okay! Problem solved, or should I say, problem avoided.
Now to the celebration! My classmates sang happy birthday to me in class, much to my amusement, and my host mother prepared a lovely setup: tulips, chocolates, office supplies (my favorite) and a book about Berlin. “It’s in English and German, so you can show your family and always remember us,” she said. Little did I know how much that book would come to mean in the next 24 hours. Do you sense a theme here?
In the evening, one of my friends and I went to an amazing Greek restaurant in Rosenthaler Platz. Afterward, I went to the Deutsches Theater with a class to see “The Ugly Duckling”, a fascinating show about identity, drag, and expression. I could not have asked for a better pairing of my interests for my birthday.
At 4 a.m. on Thursday, March 12, I woke up to a buzzing phone and a missed call from one of my friend who was supposed to visit me. “Dude look at the news and your email,” she wrote. President Trump had just announced that due to the spread of COVID-19, the United States would not be allowing non-U.S. citizens from Europe to enter the country via international flights past Friday, March 15. I immediately called my parents, who were already in bed. We quickly realized that even though the order didn’t apply to U.S. citizens, flight prices would only skyrocket along with the health risk of increasingly crowded airports and customs and immigration lines. There were already hardly any flights in the afternoon available, and Friday would be crowded. In fact, we had to pay for a round trip because it was hundreds of dollars cheaper than a one-way ticket. (We didn’t use the second flight.)
We settled on a flight from Berlin Tegel at 9:30 a.m., which meant I had now about 2 hours to pack up everything I owned and get to the airport early enough for an international flight. Luckily, my host mom got up in the middle of the night, helped me pack my clothes (even the ones still drying from the previous day’s laundry) and drove me to the airport. We cried and hugged and prayed and promised that this would not be the end of our relationship, nor the end of my story with Berlin.
Over the next 24 hours, I went from plane to airport to plane to airport to car to home, but not at all how I had imagined a few months ago. Really, none of us could have imagined this. It was an incredible disappointment, especially to have studied a country’s language and culture for so long only to leave too soon. It was also an incredible privilege. I would not trade the short time I had in Berlin for anything. It proved to me that I could communicate on a daily basis only in German, I could be confident in my skills, and that I could feel comfortable in the place I had dreamed about.
As I take online classes along with thousands of other study abroad students and millions of regular university students sent home, I am grateful to still have an education. It brings me joy to hear my professors talk in German about what they love while sitting in my very not German household in the middle of nowhere, Ohio. I understand why this has to happen. A pandemic is a very serious thing, and even now at home, the more preventative measures we take, the safer we will be. I’m grateful to be in a state where this crisis is taken seriously, though it pains me a bit to hear the country’s arguments about protecting people, medically and economically. Already I know several people in critical condition from “the coronavirus,” many more suffering from loss of income and health insurance, and I’m sure this will only grow.
This puts my sorrow in perspective, although I know I am still allowed to mourn the abrupt ending of something I put my whole heart into. I could dwell on the ending, or I could enjoy that not only did I have a wonderful time in Berlin, but out of all days, my last day was my birthday. What a beautiful way to send a bittersweet Auf Wiedersehen to Berlin, and it’s a true Auf Wiedersehen—I’ll see you again.
How a new place can feel like home
I have now been in Berlin for two weeks. My orientations have ended, and I am in the middle of my German intensive courses. The reality of living in Berlin is starting to set in.
I am not naive enough to think that my honeymoon phase is over. Everything is divided into rose-colored firsts: my first time grocery shopping in Berlin, my first missed train, my first coffee I should have gotten elsewhere. I am excited for everything. During my four to five months in Berlin I will barely scratch the surface of what this city, let alone Germany, has to offer.
And yet, I still feel like I have come home in some way. How can a new place feel like home?
Perhaps I’m a bit biased, as having moved so many times throughout my life, I’m intimately familiar with the feeling of unfamiliarity. Something within me kicks into gear when I need to figure out how to get somewhere I’ve only vaguely heard of, or try to figure out if they actually sell good frozen veggie burgers here (spoiler: they do not).
Still, here are some reasons I think Berlin has already felt like home. They may be unique to my experience, but they are also good lessons to learn for moving, traveling or experiencing a big change in life.
Berlin already feels like home because I have identified what is important to me. Before I arrived, I already knew that I wanted to find cheap, good food and drink good coffee. I knew that I wanted to be familiar with all forms of public transportation. I knew that I wanted to find live music. I knew that the more small talk I can make with Germans, the more I will feel like I am a part of this ecosystem, not simply passing through. I have identified what makes me confident, happy and curious, and I am actively pursuing those things.
Berlin already feels like home because I am not starting from step one. I’m not cutting off contact with my loved ones. It’s so much easier to process what is happening when I can text my sister or call my parents about my latest mishaps and accomplishments. I’m taking care of myself and not going against my nature—I’m getting enough sleep; I’m eating full meals. I’m not trying to fully reinvent myself. What a difference it makes to feel like a person and not a blank slate!
Berlin already feels like home because I am not approaching situations with a head full of comparisons like: “Well in America, we do this, so I don’t understand why you would do it like that.” These small comparisons help us make sense of our world but they often do us no favors in learning and living in new cultures. I’ve already experienced things that didn’t make sense to me. (Why would you put only eggplant, broccoli and cauliflower in a veggie enchilada? Why would you wait until the door opens to go to the train door if the train is approaching your stop? Why is so much wrapped in plastic if Germany is supposed to be “bio” and environmentally friendly?)
Each time, I try to take it in stride. When I can do something, like hold on to my plastic until I find recycling, I do. When I can’t change something about a confusing or irritating situation, I laugh, I shrug and I go on with my day. I’m here to experience life, not a picturesque vacation utopia.
However, I think Berlin feels like home mostly because I was ready for it. I was ready and open to experience everything anew, to accept asking strangers how to get somewhere when Google Maps failed me. I have been impatiently waiting to be surrounded by native German speakers who can correct my German, whether kindly or not. I want to grow! I am ready to be challenged, to fall in love with the rich diversity of subcultures and all that Berlin has to offer.
I know that some days I will be frustrated or upset, but that happens regardless of where you call home. All I can do is know that I have done my best to get to know Berlin, to learn its history, to respect the people, to love myself and to open myself up to the beautiful unknown of my new home.
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