Currently enjoying:
-Spending time with people who really care and whom i like
-cooking nice vegan food
-Relaxing a whole day doing nothing and just lying around
-not needing to worry about shift-start
-reading whichever book i want to
-surfing the net
-learning new things
-seeing adventures coming
-doing sports!
-spending time in the nature
-organising all the 24 hours of my day myself
-writing more exciting stuff than only this on my blog
-restarting on counting the lifts i get
-planning my next months travelling - still dont know where ill end up which is the best part of it!
-writing to my friends
The first week-end was brilliant. Hitchhiking!! Very unusually i spent 5 hours to ride 130km. Friday afternoon, lots of traffic (and the bastard are all sitting on their own in the car) and many accidents. I spent some time with my fabulous friends in Zurich. Altough i really enjoyed being in the "big" city again and felt so happy about seeing all the opportunities the city can bring, my brain silently recalled the reasons for having left in may. Hm its the money-hunting and the "showing" off your iPhone and the capitalism smelling badly... We even discussed it on the table on friday night. I probably convinced to more people to take part in CS.
What i appreciate the most about my "new" old life
->> Being surrounded by and socializing with alternative people of similar values.
A great step for me since i stopped pondering about work and the people there. I think i havent been thinking about them for the entire day. Thank you god.
Number of lifts from Düdingen to Zürich, central city:
4
Number of hours spent in traffic:
5
Number of really interesting people met while hitchin:
2 (i guess that doesent make it too tempting for others. he he the other drivers were ok, but no real good discussion came up)
End of July
It took me 2 months to be able to write this, its not been easy to come out with the words. I packed everything into a letter instead of just keeping it like a diary..
Dear Norman
I dont know what to write which is quite unusual for me. You know the bubbly me, who can write many pages without looking up for a single second. I feel that stupidity gradually takes control of my brain. I think the constant physical labour does my body well, but the lack of culture, education, intellect creates this emptyness. I find it hard to write, to find words for expressing my thoughts. I realise myself that my brain used to be fitter before. It must be the TV consumption. I have thisurge to learn new things, memorise them and see an effect on my learning. The lack of good books makes it impossible. Usually, i dont socialise so much with the people from the village or the other staff. When i work i cannot go out as the shifts are late and the subsequent one starts early, so i dont get enought sleep. I dont want to diminuish these little hours of precious sleep even more by spending money sitting in a bar. It seems that most of the others are here for spending though. Also the workers of other hotels in town come to our restaurant just to sit and drink. I dont see any purpose in it. Id rather go for a walk in the clean air here and the beautiful nature. Im taking a deep breath, thinking "still 13 weeks to go". I was ill for 5 days already after the forst 2 months of working over here. Still recovering, i fear that i will get ill again because I never know when it will happen to me again. with the constant stress, pressure and lack of sleep and also lack of good and healthy food. I fear it iwll happen soon again. I cannto change the circumstances alot. I can try to sleep the maximum between the shifts, the maximum possiblle will still not be enough. And i can try to cook "my food" as often as possible. (Reality looks much different though. When im off i just want to relax and sleep and moreover i dont want to see the idiot when im off) All the rest is pure luck, or un-luck? I regret not having taken the other job in which i could have done late shifts almost every day to earn much more, also with more intellectual and linguistic challenge that would have done mee good. However, I know that the other job and living circumstances would have been different and probably hard to deal with too. Im glad when its over and i get out of here healthy and ok. My stomach aces. I hate to be like that. What happened to the strong and athletic young woman i once used to be?
Many things i have been pondering about, many things i wanted to write down, but never had the energy for that.
Late August
Symptoms, in chronolocigal order of appearance:
- back muscle tension
- insomnia
- tiredness
- headaches
- boredom
- crying
- depression
- paranoia
- avoiding all social contact
- suicidal thoughts
- lack of energy
- crying
- tiredness
- lack of energy
- loss of weight
- distrusting everybody
---- regular massage therapy ----
- boredom
- thinking of this being the end of eternity
- unableness to change things
- to mark time in this situation
- thinking its a prison
---- talking about the problems to others ---
- being aware of paranoia and trying to avoid it
- seeing a light at the end of the tunnel
- only 4 more weeks to go
- stabilizing the social contacts to friends and family
There might be some feelings missing. This is because i didnt write the things down as i went through them. Im only writing them down now, 4-8 weeks afterwards. It is gradually getting better, but symptoms will probably not disappear until i have left the place. My only hope is that it will not leave any permanent trace.
Im longing for the day when i leave this place.
Bye for now, greets from a sunny autumn day, somewhere in the mountains
...
Dear Norman
I dont know what to write which is quite unusual for me. You know the bubbly me, who can write many pages without looking up for a single second. I feel that stupidity gradually takes control of my brain. I think the constant physical labour does my body well, but the lack of culture, education, intellect creates this emptyness. I find it hard to write, to find words for expressing my thoughts. I realise myself that my brain used to be fitter before. It must be the TV consumption. I have thisurge to learn new things, memorise them and see an effect on my learning. The lack of good books makes it impossible. Usually, i dont socialise so much with the people from the village or the other staff. When i work i cannot go out as the shifts are late and the subsequent one starts early, so i dont get enought sleep. I dont want to diminuish these little hours of precious sleep even more by spending money sitting in a bar. It seems that most of the others are here for spending though. Also the workers of other hotels in town come to our restaurant just to sit and drink. I dont see any purpose in it. Id rather go for a walk in the clean air here and the beautiful nature. Im taking a deep breath, thinking "still 13 weeks to go". I was ill for 5 days already after the forst 2 months of working over here. Still recovering, i fear that i will get ill again because I never know when it will happen to me again. with the constant stress, pressure and lack of sleep and also lack of good and healthy food. I fear it iwll happen soon again. I cannto change the circumstances alot. I can try to sleep the maximum between the shifts, the maximum possiblle will still not be enough. And i can try to cook "my food" as often as possible. (Reality looks much different though. When im off i just want to relax and sleep and moreover i dont want to see the idiot when im off) All the rest is pure luck, or un-luck? I regret not having taken the other job in which i could have done late shifts almost every day to earn much more, also with more intellectual and linguistic challenge that would have done mee good. However, I know that the other job and living circumstances would have been different and probably hard to deal with too. Im glad when its over and i get out of here healthy and ok. My stomach aces. I hate to be like that. What happened to the strong and athletic young woman i once used to be?
Many things i have been pondering about, many things i wanted to write down, but never had the energy for that.
Late August
Symptoms, in chronolocigal order of appearance:
- back muscle tension
- insomnia
- tiredness
- headaches
- boredom
- crying
- depression
- paranoia
- avoiding all social contact
- suicidal thoughts
- lack of energy
- crying
- tiredness
- lack of energy
- loss of weight
- distrusting everybody
---- regular massage therapy ----
- boredom
- thinking of this being the end of eternity
- unableness to change things
- to mark time in this situation
- thinking its a prison
---- talking about the problems to others ---
- being aware of paranoia and trying to avoid it
- seeing a light at the end of the tunnel
- only 4 more weeks to go
- stabilizing the social contacts to friends and family
There might be some feelings missing. This is because i didnt write the things down as i went through them. Im only writing them down now, 4-8 weeks afterwards. It is gradually getting better, but symptoms will probably not disappear until i have left the place. My only hope is that it will not leave any permanent trace.
Im longing for the day when i leave this place.
Bye for now, greets from a sunny autumn day, somewhere in the mountains
...
The end of the world....
..is in Bergün. A small village in the swiss south eastern mountains. My new home. Words cannot express what a whonderful town this is! I think i was really lucky to find this job up here and with every day i love it more.
Mountains, clean and cool air, absolutely breathtaking views, snow-topped mountains and a peaceful, sleepy village. What more can one want? Ok food is not the best, surely, sombody who likes meat and cheese will say its heavenly. For myself, we actually fight for the sallad bowl up here as fruit and veg is scarce for the personell..
Last week, i had 3 days off and headed home immediately. After leaving Bergün, i already started to feel sad, and spending time at home wasn`t really enjoyable, i MISSED BERGÜN!!!! How funny, locals, who gave me a lift told me "Einmal Bergün, immer Bergün!" (Bergün once, Bergün forever)
... to be continued.. with pics soon!
Hitching from the end of the world to my home town on a weekday:
5 lifts, 5.5 hours ---> about the same time than the train and, yes sounds unbeleivable in fact
Mountains, clean and cool air, absolutely breathtaking views, snow-topped mountains and a peaceful, sleepy village. What more can one want? Ok food is not the best, surely, sombody who likes meat and cheese will say its heavenly. For myself, we actually fight for the sallad bowl up here as fruit and veg is scarce for the personell..
Last week, i had 3 days off and headed home immediately. After leaving Bergün, i already started to feel sad, and spending time at home wasn`t really enjoyable, i MISSED BERGÜN!!!! How funny, locals, who gave me a lift told me "Einmal Bergün, immer Bergün!" (Bergün once, Bergün forever)
... to be continued.. with pics soon!
Hitching from the end of the world to my home town on a weekday:
5 lifts, 5.5 hours ---> about the same time than the train and, yes sounds unbeleivable in fact
Edinburgh and Killin' all!!!
So, im supposed to tell you more about my recent adventures. Hm... only a short trip but very relaxing.... was in Scotland as you can see.. Tried some of the indigenous clothes and it fit me well!
First, of course had a look ad Edinburgh. A lovely city! Here i am playing zany on the sqaure in front of the castle. Nope, no pic of the castle. What for if you can have me??? LOL
Well i had never been to Scotland, but it was always on my list, so it came in quite handy at in march. Totally enjoyed it and it was a great thing to do, escaping boring Zurich for a moment. I must admit it was a real holiday for me. Not like usually, the traveller-thing. No, just relaxing and not thinking about tomorrow for a long time. That was indeed Amazingly relaxing!
We drove to a place called Killin (ha ha, i thought the same...). Whonderful place with nice waterfalls (Falls of Dochart) and smoothly buckled hills... and loooooads of fresh air.. plus some weirdoes... they are to be found everywhere:
Silcene, i kill you in Killin!!!
First, of course had a look ad Edinburgh. A lovely city! Here i am playing zany on the sqaure in front of the castle. Nope, no pic of the castle. What for if you can have me??? LOL
Well i had never been to Scotland, but it was always on my list, so it came in quite handy at in march. Totally enjoyed it and it was a great thing to do, escaping boring Zurich for a moment. I must admit it was a real holiday for me. Not like usually, the traveller-thing. No, just relaxing and not thinking about tomorrow for a long time. That was indeed Amazingly relaxing!
We drove to a place called Killin (ha ha, i thought the same...). Whonderful place with nice waterfalls (Falls of Dochart) and smoothly buckled hills... and loooooads of fresh air.. plus some weirdoes... they are to be found everywhere:
Silcene, i kill you in Killin!!!
How to find a new job and a husband in 2 hours
New day and new adventure...!!
For some entertainment during reading, click here
Hitching is not always fun, especially if you really have to do it because you have no money and in minus 6 degrees and on sunday morning. This time something really amazing happened to me though...I expect many strange things to happen while hitchhiking, but not that......
I hitchhiked from Zurich to St.Gallen on that shitty, grey and f**ing freezing sunday noon. Half past 11 and i was standing (oh now i can update the link on the hitchwiki ) next to the road that leads to the highway. Asotnishingly much traffic but the place wasnt the best to stand so i spend like half an hour there until somebody gave me a lift to the next city. From there i found another lift to like halfway to St. Gallen. The italian man and me talked a lot and had a fun time while driving. He was pretty amazed by my travels (nothing new most people are...) I told him now i had no money for the train and so needed to find another job and work first. He offered me a job right away in his company! How cool is that??? So before you, Mila, the new secretary of this friendly italian mans company!
To top all that, the next one to pick me up for the last bit of travel was a guy who is married to a russian woman. Of course i was going to tell him all my (travel-) experiences i had in Russia and that i liked it. Now, everybody who knows me, is aware that i always tell that joke that i am looking for some rich russian man to marry who can pay my studies and living in Australia for he next 5 years. I told him that i had been looking for a guy in russia but since they are all so materialistic, none was interested in me. So he goes: you want to marry a russian man? I know somebody! It turns out that his wifes brother, age 19 (beleive it or not) would like to come to Switzerland and marry a swiss woman... Because of the lack of money, i had to decline, even me can be materialistic for a change... especially with the russians... LOL We still had a nice chat and i gave him my card, and he will surely read all this here. Thank you Markus, it was nice meeting you! Leave your email address in a comment here and the 19 year old guys annual income ;) ha ha just kidding, dont feel offended..
So, i actually had lots of fun hitching that day and this story will most likely serve as little entertainment- story for hosts when i travel.
Total number of lifts: 3
Total number of new jobs: 1
Total number of new (potential) husbands: 1
Amount of fun: countless
For some entertainment during reading, click here
Hitching is not always fun, especially if you really have to do it because you have no money and in minus 6 degrees and on sunday morning. This time something really amazing happened to me though...I expect many strange things to happen while hitchhiking, but not that......
I hitchhiked from Zurich to St.Gallen on that shitty, grey and f**ing freezing sunday noon. Half past 11 and i was standing (oh now i can update the link on the hitchwiki ) next to the road that leads to the highway. Asotnishingly much traffic but the place wasnt the best to stand so i spend like half an hour there until somebody gave me a lift to the next city. From there i found another lift to like halfway to St. Gallen. The italian man and me talked a lot and had a fun time while driving. He was pretty amazed by my travels (nothing new most people are...) I told him now i had no money for the train and so needed to find another job and work first. He offered me a job right away in his company! How cool is that??? So before you, Mila, the new secretary of this friendly italian mans company!
To top all that, the next one to pick me up for the last bit of travel was a guy who is married to a russian woman. Of course i was going to tell him all my (travel-) experiences i had in Russia and that i liked it. Now, everybody who knows me, is aware that i always tell that joke that i am looking for some rich russian man to marry who can pay my studies and living in Australia for he next 5 years. I told him that i had been looking for a guy in russia but since they are all so materialistic, none was interested in me. So he goes: you want to marry a russian man? I know somebody! It turns out that his wifes brother, age 19 (beleive it or not) would like to come to Switzerland and marry a swiss woman... Because of the lack of money, i had to decline, even me can be materialistic for a change... especially with the russians... LOL We still had a nice chat and i gave him my card, and he will surely read all this here. Thank you Markus, it was nice meeting you! Leave your email address in a comment here and the 19 year old guys annual income ;) ha ha just kidding, dont feel offended..
So, i actually had lots of fun hitching that day and this story will most likely serve as little entertainment- story for hosts when i travel.
Total number of lifts: 3
Total number of new jobs: 1
Total number of new (potential) husbands: 1
Amount of fun: countless
Another day in paradise
After 2 weeks in the canaries i have found some kind of "stable situation". I found a long term host in Lanzarote and friends.
After arriving to Fuerteventura, i had to find out that most people i had contacted didnt answer me or they are actually starting to answer me now (after a couple of weeks??? WTF??) I spend 3 days in Fuerteventura, Corralejo first. I kind of liked this place. Its full of surfers and therefore all these nice surf shops and stuff in the so called "main street" which is really small. The island is full of young people, as its more for surfing and active holidays than enything else.
I hitchhiked from the Airport to Corralejo, maybe a mere 40 kilometers away. As the touristic places are in the opposite direction, it was not easy to find a person who drove north. I finally found a nice lettish woman who was just about to arrive here too for living. She took me to Corralejo. There i stayed with my friends Tibor and Thomas, whom i knew already from last year. It was great to meet them again and we had some good chats. Due to the lack of hosts i then had to leave the island to Lanzarote, the neighburing island. Thomas arranged me a cheap way to get there, omiting to pay ridiculous amounts for the normal ferry... sure i was very happy to get on this catamaran for such a great price....
It turned out to be a nightmare. The sea was rough and me and some other poor tourists (i am not the tourist,,, i am the traveller, the others are tourists ha ha haa) happened to get seated at the back of the catamaran and throwing up into the smelly black rubbishbags they called "sickness bags" Maybe because they make you even sicker.. So after about 90 mins we are finally out of there, arriving in Puerto del Carmen on Lanzarote. The german guy, with whom the deal was made made sure he took my money (deutsche Gruendlichkeit!) and i left. No sign of pity from his part. But form the other crewmembers:yes. They tried to cheer me up and gave me cola as i needed to lie there at the harbour for another 2,5 hours until i finally was feeling well enouth to walk off with my backpack.
I had arranged to stay over with Jenni, a german (another german) woman who lives in Puerto del Carmen. she already gave me the adress but we had arranged that i would call her when i arrive. This woman, i still beleive she is a shadow here, could not be reached. I rang multible times, sent text messages but nothing happened, the phone was switched off.. I made it to her house after 3 awful hours walking in the sun, with the heavy packpack. Important to say, that the esplanade leads along the beach but is currently being rebuilt, so there were no busses coming.... i had no otehr choice than to walk. Arriving at her house i found out that nobody opened the door. There must have been something wrong with this shade...Luckily i had arranded another stsay for later before and already talked to that host Ryan. He picked me up 5 mins later. I have stayed with him for more than a week now, he is really cool and i like te place. The woman, in contrast, remains to be a shade.... she has called me once telling me what happened (something severe i dount want to share here for pricacy reasons) but only after a couple of days told me that the problem was solved. Still, no answer to my text messages... She remains to be a shadow,,,
... to be continued
Now let me tell you more about this paradise. Its full of tourists, tourist shops and a mere number of locals (they still exist here). Sure, its not the best place to meet locals, and the environment is artificial, but i am still quite happy to be here, not in a small countrysite town as there is lots to do here and everything is awailable. Supermarkets and shops, beach you will all think. I knew it. You want to know about the beaches for sure and you all beleive that i am lying on the beach every day..? Sorry, i have to disappoint you. I have only been to the beach twice, in the water once only... (because i had to pee... dont tell anybody please, we know only tourists do that) Its quite windy here, and lately its been a bit clowdy, even rainy and cold.. I hope it will get better this week and i can really enjoy the beach. I also tried to find a job, but no luck so far, there is little work, the canarios are in a very bad economical situation themselfs, they lose their jobs and many of them are poor. Prices for me are quite ok though. And even hitchhiking works... i will tell you later.. the battery of the laptop is almost empty, but there is enough time to tell you how i got into internet for free today
my host borrowed me my laptop and i walked along half of the esplanade to find a spot where i could finally get a connection. It took 2 hours but as we all know i got looooooads of free time.
After arriving to Fuerteventura, i had to find out that most people i had contacted didnt answer me or they are actually starting to answer me now (after a couple of weeks??? WTF??) I spend 3 days in Fuerteventura, Corralejo first. I kind of liked this place. Its full of surfers and therefore all these nice surf shops and stuff in the so called "main street" which is really small. The island is full of young people, as its more for surfing and active holidays than enything else.
I hitchhiked from the Airport to Corralejo, maybe a mere 40 kilometers away. As the touristic places are in the opposite direction, it was not easy to find a person who drove north. I finally found a nice lettish woman who was just about to arrive here too for living. She took me to Corralejo. There i stayed with my friends Tibor and Thomas, whom i knew already from last year. It was great to meet them again and we had some good chats. Due to the lack of hosts i then had to leave the island to Lanzarote, the neighburing island. Thomas arranged me a cheap way to get there, omiting to pay ridiculous amounts for the normal ferry... sure i was very happy to get on this catamaran for such a great price....
It turned out to be a nightmare. The sea was rough and me and some other poor tourists (i am not the tourist,,, i am the traveller, the others are tourists ha ha haa) happened to get seated at the back of the catamaran and throwing up into the smelly black rubbishbags they called "sickness bags" Maybe because they make you even sicker.. So after about 90 mins we are finally out of there, arriving in Puerto del Carmen on Lanzarote. The german guy, with whom the deal was made made sure he took my money (deutsche Gruendlichkeit!) and i left. No sign of pity from his part. But form the other crewmembers:yes. They tried to cheer me up and gave me cola as i needed to lie there at the harbour for another 2,5 hours until i finally was feeling well enouth to walk off with my backpack.
I had arranged to stay over with Jenni, a german (another german) woman who lives in Puerto del Carmen. she already gave me the adress but we had arranged that i would call her when i arrive. This woman, i still beleive she is a shadow here, could not be reached. I rang multible times, sent text messages but nothing happened, the phone was switched off.. I made it to her house after 3 awful hours walking in the sun, with the heavy packpack. Important to say, that the esplanade leads along the beach but is currently being rebuilt, so there were no busses coming.... i had no otehr choice than to walk. Arriving at her house i found out that nobody opened the door. There must have been something wrong with this shade...Luckily i had arranded another stsay for later before and already talked to that host Ryan. He picked me up 5 mins later. I have stayed with him for more than a week now, he is really cool and i like te place. The woman, in contrast, remains to be a shade.... she has called me once telling me what happened (something severe i dount want to share here for pricacy reasons) but only after a couple of days told me that the problem was solved. Still, no answer to my text messages... She remains to be a shadow,,,
... to be continued
Now let me tell you more about this paradise. Its full of tourists, tourist shops and a mere number of locals (they still exist here). Sure, its not the best place to meet locals, and the environment is artificial, but i am still quite happy to be here, not in a small countrysite town as there is lots to do here and everything is awailable. Supermarkets and shops, beach you will all think. I knew it. You want to know about the beaches for sure and you all beleive that i am lying on the beach every day..? Sorry, i have to disappoint you. I have only been to the beach twice, in the water once only... (because i had to pee... dont tell anybody please, we know only tourists do that) Its quite windy here, and lately its been a bit clowdy, even rainy and cold.. I hope it will get better this week and i can really enjoy the beach. I also tried to find a job, but no luck so far, there is little work, the canarios are in a very bad economical situation themselfs, they lose their jobs and many of them are poor. Prices for me are quite ok though. And even hitchhiking works... i will tell you later.. the battery of the laptop is almost empty, but there is enough time to tell you how i got into internet for free today
my host borrowed me my laptop and i walked along half of the esplanade to find a spot where i could finally get a connection. It took 2 hours but as we all know i got looooooads of free time.
Golden October in Zurich
I came back to Switzerland to undergo a painful but also relieving back-therapy. We finally managed to get rid of the symptoms after the 8th session but i very much enjoyed the treatment..
The leaves hat already gotten yellow when i arrived to Zurich in the beginning of October. I got dropped down close to my host and friends place. I started with - you can probably imagine - dodging the fare. Good old Switzerland, too expensive for a poor traveler like me! But now i know how to deal with you!! Ha ha haaaa!
Ahhh, it felt somehow strange to be in this city again. It took me a couple of days to get accustomed to the fact that i was now in Zurich. The change form Munich to Zurich had happened all too fast. After a couple of days though i started meeting all my good friends here and started to enjoy it. Already in the first week i met so many of my friends here in Zurich that it simply flew by at once. The first week-end was awesome and afterwards i also spent some time with my family up in the mountains. They later became snowed in one evening in the end of October, when i as riding my dads car through the 25cm of new snow. That night got me some more experience driving in snow since i hadn' t done that for ages. I never owned a car.. only in Australia but there is no Snow there :) Time was flying and all of a sudden i realise its NOV 8th, time to pack and go.
Thank you Zurich: It was such a pleasure to see all my friends again and to relax a little bit after the long and strenuous journey! I had ever experienced such a nice community and so many great people in one place that it had wanted me to stay longer.
One thing i realised after some time is that its actually getting boring here. Everything is in order, everything works out well. I can say precisely what time i will arrive somewhere if i check the timetable (WTF is that?? now talking about timetables after the odyssey in Russia) and i can get whatever i like from the supermarket. And even getting it only takes 10 minutes. Ill be right back, no phone calls, no traffic jams, no endless waiting involved, no unforseen things happening... It is getting boring and one thing i could not adapt anymore was that my stomach has been rebelling against the western food ever since i left that bloody plane RIGA-BERLIN in September.
Ahh well.. My flight is leaving soon and heart-broken i am leaving this city. It will always be my favourite place. See you soon again!
The leaves hat already gotten yellow when i arrived to Zurich in the beginning of October. I got dropped down close to my host and friends place. I started with - you can probably imagine - dodging the fare. Good old Switzerland, too expensive for a poor traveler like me! But now i know how to deal with you!! Ha ha haaaa!
Ahhh, it felt somehow strange to be in this city again. It took me a couple of days to get accustomed to the fact that i was now in Zurich. The change form Munich to Zurich had happened all too fast. After a couple of days though i started meeting all my good friends here and started to enjoy it. Already in the first week i met so many of my friends here in Zurich that it simply flew by at once. The first week-end was awesome and afterwards i also spent some time with my family up in the mountains. They later became snowed in one evening in the end of October, when i as riding my dads car through the 25cm of new snow. That night got me some more experience driving in snow since i hadn' t done that for ages. I never owned a car.. only in Australia but there is no Snow there :) Time was flying and all of a sudden i realise its NOV 8th, time to pack and go.
Thank you Zurich: It was such a pleasure to see all my friends again and to relax a little bit after the long and strenuous journey! I had ever experienced such a nice community and so many great people in one place that it had wanted me to stay longer.
One thing i realised after some time is that its actually getting boring here. Everything is in order, everything works out well. I can say precisely what time i will arrive somewhere if i check the timetable (WTF is that?? now talking about timetables after the odyssey in Russia) and i can get whatever i like from the supermarket. And even getting it only takes 10 minutes. Ill be right back, no phone calls, no traffic jams, no endless waiting involved, no unforseen things happening... It is getting boring and one thing i could not adapt anymore was that my stomach has been rebelling against the western food ever since i left that bloody plane RIGA-BERLIN in September.
Ahh well.. My flight is leaving soon and heart-broken i am leaving this city. It will always be my favourite place. See you soon again!
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