… est de lancer ses pompes sur la tronche de Georgyyy.
You wanna join the game? Go for it and compete with the shoe thrower!
L.
In order to assure than not only my German friends understand what kind of rag I tell in my little, personal bog, I will write some articles in English from now on. Unfortunately, I will not be able to translate everything, neither will I translate literally. I hope, though, you enjoy these little stories about my life and am looking forward to whatever comment you wanna make…Cheers, L.
… est de lancer ses pompes sur la tronche de Georgyyy.
You wanna join the game? Go for it and compete with the shoe thrower!
L.
… is what I have had to deal with for the past 2 weeks – at least at home. I’ll be back on the blog stage soon – stay with me 🙂
Cheers
L.
… a famous philosopher once said – and corresponds perfectly with my desperate flat search in Paris. While waiting for a happy ending to this discouraging story, I get weird flat offers like this one: …
… at least concerning the youth and their hobbies – in skateistan.
L.
… are so much worse than back in Brazil, I think.“ said my colleague Carolyn, as she looks out the window thinking of someone in particular. „Like, here they basically all just want to go to bed with you – and tell you the most swashbuckling fairy tales in order to get you into the sack …“ Silence. Then, a long, lonely look out of the window.
For the last couple of days, two Brazilian guys have been staying at our hostel in Lisbon. And they seemed – according to Carolyn – really nice, decent and funny. At least, they seemed to be. Until last night … Continue Reading →
…is my current Thursday rendez-vous. I have to go to the allergist’s for my weekly desensitization shot – concerning one of my three hundred thousand allergies. Let’s just hope, the pain in the a… is worth it… Continue Reading →
…I feared for last two hours – when I watched the new horror movie called „The Happening“.
In the movie, a mysterious disease attacks everybody on the US East Coast – humans first loose their speech and their orientation, then they kill themselves. It starts all of a sudden and ends all of a sudden. The film’s final conclusion is, that maybe plants attacked humans by dispersing poisonous substances into the air – showing humans that they should take more care of plants…
Christian, who watched the movie as well, was actually more afraid of me jumping up and down on my seat than of the film. „Well, we just have to scythe all the plants on earth – what’s wrong with concrete!“ he yelled – to calm me down – in the middle of the city’s Rathausplatz. And all the pedestrians around us stared at him.
Christian’s idea filled me with enthusiasm and I know, who could implement it…
L.
…was awaiting me this morning on my way to work.
Impatiently as ever, I was waiting for the traffic light to switch to green, so I could continue my speed race to work – as usual, I was late and had to compensate for slowness at home with rapidity on my bike.
Then, I discovered a children’s group crossing the street: While the group was waddling chaotically across the street, the teachers kept a watchful eye on them. A probably homeless person, and good Samaritan, was shambling behind the group, where he made a hand sign to the waiting cars at the red (!) traffic light. Stubbornly, he waited till the last little toddler had reached the sidewalk, shooting a final severe look at the annoyed looking driver, and continued walking to the other side of the road.
As soon as the volunteer crossing-guard reached the pavement, he seemed to shrink in size, having been deprived of his newly given task. At that moment, I wished that there were more classes crossing to give meaning to a person who might not find it elsewhere. It’s nice to be needed …
L.
…has been my mission for the last two weeks. Tired of my 9 to 6 job, I took two weeks‘ vacation and went to Portugal. Unfortunately, there were few Portuguese in the hostels I stayed in. But bloody Ozzies and Canadians had invaded the country…
…means that the Hamburg U-Bahn will be a breeze. That’s what I thought – before I had to take a cab to get home. But the ride wasn’t all that bad… Continue Reading →