I’m back with a new design, new motivation and new stories to tell. While I was away, I’ve seen many things, Bali, Australia, New Zealand etc. and I hope I’ll find the time to tell you more about my adventures, the story about my broken back and why there was no time for writing anymore. But first I want to tell you about my city trip to Barcelona and some locations that made my trip unique.
…you seem to be really busy because I, once again, should apologize for not taking care of my blog lately. Sorry for that. But now: as I turned 20 recently, I was thinking about writing a post and this is why I tried to figure out what turning 20 is all about. I came to the conclusion that, at a first glance, it isn’t really that big of a deal. Two numbers changed, the “one” is gone and it’s staying away from the pole position for the next 80 years. (If I manage to survive until then which is, considering my clumsiness, really unlikely.) So there we are, still young, still making mistakes, still vulnerable and still regretting things we shouldn’t. But with 20 one quite important thing has changed: I am one step closer to adulthood.
Recently a lot of people have asked me what I have planned for the next two months. I start telling them that I’m going to spend some days here and some days there and while telling this I suddenly realize that there is not much time left that I’ll be actually spending at home before university starts again. I’m home now for exactly one month and after Erasmus it was a little confusing to get back to my so-called normal life again but I think that everyone needs a period of adjustment after a stay abroad. Anyway, it is not true that I’m actually home as in my real home, it is just the fact that I’m not in Spain anymore that makes me believe that I’m home. But the truth is that I am touring around again with a little suitcase with too less clothing in it. And the first time in my life I feel that this is kind of wrong.
Attention: The following article shouldn’t be taken too seriously, we are really looking forward to coming home! This is just my ironic way of dealing with goodbyes, please enjoy ;)
It is nearly July and we have to face the fact that ERASMUS is coming to an end. At this stage of our exchange, we are busily working on our bucket-lists with things we definitely want to do (once more) before coming home. In other words: we are constantly denying the fact that we’ll have to leave everything behind soon, our new home as well as our new family. Only the sad fact of saying goodbye to everyone reminds us that the saying “All good things come to an end” is actually true. So, while we Erasmus-students still try to make the best out of our last days here, you people at home, especially family and best friends, are awaiting impatiently our return. But you should be warned, after we’ve come home, you might want to get rid of us really quickly because we’ll be different to what you’ve expected. If you wonder why, here are 5 reasons why you’ll probably hate us after our life abroad.
Wir haben schon wieder Mitte Juni, die wunderbare Zeit im Jahr, in der schon jeder mit seinen Gedanken irgendwie im Paradies Ferien schwebt. Es werden noch mit Fleiß die letzten Prüfungen geschrieben oder die letzten Arbeitstage gezählt bis es endlich wieder heißt: Ab in den Urlaub! Gerade der sehr trübselige Wetterbericht, der momentan Anlass für das ein oder andere Meme im Netz gibt, lässt die Vorfreude auf die ersehnten Urlaubstage noch größer werden. Alles schön und gut, wäre da nicht die meist sehr nervenaufreibende Phase der Planung des ganzen Unterfangens. Wohin soll es gehen? Wie kommen wir dahin? Abenteuer- oder doch lieber Relax-Urlaub?