it'll take an airplane to get me off the ground...
I guess i need to get back into the habit of writing. I really do. But is it worth it now, to play catch up when I am so far behind? Do I break it down into bullets, or just get straight to how I am feeling?
Bullets it is, cos I am lazy.
-I decided to def go to Maryland...since, you know, it was my only choice. But it was the choice I wanted, so it's okay. Now I am searching for funding. It stresses me out.
-I went to london, it was expensive. It felt like parallel universe U.S.A. where everything is almost the same, but not. Like, people talk funny and drive on the wrong side of the road.
-I went to poland, it was not expensive. It felt like germany, but soooo wasn't germany. The history of Breslau/Wroclaw is really fascinating--hundreds of years as a famous german city, and today you can tell by appearance only. The germans were all driven out by the soviets at the end of ww2. It was almost eerie. And polish is a crazy, crazy language.
-I went to budapest. It was good seeing erich and schroeder. They were great hosts, and I thought the city was quite beautiful, though not as inexpensive as I'd heard/hoped. But that didn't stop me from having fun. And we witnessed a neo-nazi rally one day, followed by a critical mass ride the next!
-My brother came to visit. He arrived last tuesday. We were treated to a fancy chinese dinner by Nicky's parents. He came and taught at my school with me, which was awesome. He did lessons on American Football.
-My brother and I went to Barcelona. I think I had the song "We're from Barcelona" stuck in my head 90% of the time we were there. Our hostel was excellent, the city was amazing (Modernisme is awesome) Las Ramblas were okay, but the animal section was really, really depressing (seeing 20 bunnies shoved into a tiny cage isn't my idea of a worthy tourist attraction.) It was a good experience to share together.
-Back in Germany, my brother did a lot of sightseeing while I worked, and then we met up each afternoon in Berlin. We saw a lot and were kinda worn out, but had a great time. Finally saw the East Side Gallery, went up into the Reichstag Kueppel, and saw Olympiastadion. Ate a lot of doener.
-Nick left today, and it was far too soon. I wish he could have stayed at least another week. With all the sightseeing we never got to really just chill out together. Last night we drank beers and smoked cuban cigars together as a last hurrah. It was good, but...I just wish he could have stayed longer. I cried when he had to go through security, which was embarassing, but I couldn't stop it. I think it's because...well, because of a lot of things. I really miss my family here, and having someone here who just truely understands me, who get's it all, all the time, was really, really wonderful and fun. I am a bit homesick, and it was a wierd feeling having to say goodbye, because on the one hand I wanted to go home with him, but on the other hand, him leaving made me realize just how soon I will have to leave Berlin, and how sad that will be...I love Berlin. So...yeah, the rest of the day I've been kinda low. It was grey and rainy and I ran for several miles just to keep from sitting still because every time I sat still I started to get upset again. What's my problem?
I am going to Stralsund tomorrow to see Jack, instead of staying here for the weekend. Sticking around would be the better idea, but I need to get out of here. It happens.
Bullets it is, cos I am lazy.
-I decided to def go to Maryland...since, you know, it was my only choice. But it was the choice I wanted, so it's okay. Now I am searching for funding. It stresses me out.
-I went to london, it was expensive. It felt like parallel universe U.S.A. where everything is almost the same, but not. Like, people talk funny and drive on the wrong side of the road.
-I went to poland, it was not expensive. It felt like germany, but soooo wasn't germany. The history of Breslau/Wroclaw is really fascinating--hundreds of years as a famous german city, and today you can tell by appearance only. The germans were all driven out by the soviets at the end of ww2. It was almost eerie. And polish is a crazy, crazy language.
-I went to budapest. It was good seeing erich and schroeder. They were great hosts, and I thought the city was quite beautiful, though not as inexpensive as I'd heard/hoped. But that didn't stop me from having fun. And we witnessed a neo-nazi rally one day, followed by a critical mass ride the next!
-My brother came to visit. He arrived last tuesday. We were treated to a fancy chinese dinner by Nicky's parents. He came and taught at my school with me, which was awesome. He did lessons on American Football.
-My brother and I went to Barcelona. I think I had the song "We're from Barcelona" stuck in my head 90% of the time we were there. Our hostel was excellent, the city was amazing (Modernisme is awesome) Las Ramblas were okay, but the animal section was really, really depressing (seeing 20 bunnies shoved into a tiny cage isn't my idea of a worthy tourist attraction.) It was a good experience to share together.
-Back in Germany, my brother did a lot of sightseeing while I worked, and then we met up each afternoon in Berlin. We saw a lot and were kinda worn out, but had a great time. Finally saw the East Side Gallery, went up into the Reichstag Kueppel, and saw Olympiastadion. Ate a lot of doener.
-Nick left today, and it was far too soon. I wish he could have stayed at least another week. With all the sightseeing we never got to really just chill out together. Last night we drank beers and smoked cuban cigars together as a last hurrah. It was good, but...I just wish he could have stayed longer. I cried when he had to go through security, which was embarassing, but I couldn't stop it. I think it's because...well, because of a lot of things. I really miss my family here, and having someone here who just truely understands me, who get's it all, all the time, was really, really wonderful and fun. I am a bit homesick, and it was a wierd feeling having to say goodbye, because on the one hand I wanted to go home with him, but on the other hand, him leaving made me realize just how soon I will have to leave Berlin, and how sad that will be...I love Berlin. So...yeah, the rest of the day I've been kinda low. It was grey and rainy and I ran for several miles just to keep from sitting still because every time I sat still I started to get upset again. What's my problem?
I am going to Stralsund tomorrow to see Jack, instead of staying here for the weekend. Sticking around would be the better idea, but I need to get out of here. It happens.