I love seeing women out and about in Berlin.

This city feels so safe, so lively and manageable for a woman on her own, and women of all ages go everywhere all day and night. This woman in a waiting room was so pretty.

This woman eating dinner by herself with a book, as I love to do, was extremely content.

It was like the opposite of a Hopper moment. She was self-assured, self-sufficient, full of purpose and certainty about her place in the world.

This woman was working on a chilly night in Schoneberg, in her Han Solo pants.

She shook her head firmly at a guy who spoke to her and he walked away. Rates are non-negotiable, jerk!

This woman has what is called a “Tennessee Waterfall”. I learned that on The Walking Dead.

Which I always swear I’m gonna stop watching after the current season. But, Carol and Maggie and Michonne!