So I’m
coming to the realisation that my life in Germany so far has turned into that
Carly Ray Jenson, Call me maybe, with every person I’ve met who has any English
on them, I am literally quoting the lyrics to the chorus! Although, in saying
that I have gained a social life beyond the family and have somehow manage to
make a friend who lives a 5 min bike ride from me! YES, SUCCESS, A FRIEND IN
VOLKSDORF!! She is from Karliningrad, Russia, she can speak English but prefers
to speak Deutsch. This has both its advantages and disadvantages Yay I’m learning
Deutsch and now have to use it which means I will improve! Boooo I’ve just
started learning Deutsch and have very limited vocabulary and don’t understand
half of the conversation! With her help and tolerance I’ll hopefully be able to contribute to a conversation in Deutsch that won’t involve me saying “Ich
möchte” (I want), “Ich mag” (I like) or “Ich Kann” (I can) and hopefully there
will come a time that when I say aber (but) it won’t come out sounding like A
BEER! Another word fulfilling my Irish stereotype.
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| look, there's two beers not one! and the other isn't even mines! |
In regards
to my social life I have been to the Reeperbahn twice now, it is claimed to be
the largest red light district in Germany! I haven’t had any experiences of red
light districts before (shocking , I know) but this one seem bright and
crazy enough to me. Hopefully many more fun filled experiences to be had there.
Then there is the Sternschanze, it’s more a bar atmosphere with less of the
glitz (aka strip bars) of the Reeperbahn and according to one of my friends,
“it’s where all the cool indie kids hang out”. My first time at the Sternchanze
and was a test of how poor my Irish drinking stamina has become! The Lack of
time spent in bars over the past 5 weeks has brought me down to getting very
drunk after only just 4/5 bottles!
Perhaps the
biggest event that has happened since my last blog involves me and my bike.
Every Saturday morning at half 8, I have to go to the bakery and buy some bread
rolls for breakfast (German’s love their bread!!!). Admittedly I was out the previous
night and had little sleep on me, but I did not think much of it as the bakery
is not far away and the road rarely sees any cars. BOY WAS I WRONG! Whilst
cycling home still chuffed by ordering the bread rolls in German, I got slightly
distracted by a hole that was being pierced into the bag of rolls by my bike’s
breaks, the next thing I knew I was on the ground! Although there were no
moving cars, there were plenty of parked cars and me being me found a way to
stupidly crash into a parked car without even knowing it! I gained a few ugly
bruises on my legs but I was more concerned about the car. Luckily the owner
was very nice and did not mind new additional scratches as there were already quite a few
scratches on the car. PRAISE THE LORD!
Other things have happened but I feel this is
getting too long now and I don’t want to bore you too much (that’s if you have
gotten this far in reading it) so here is the short form list of other things I
have done;
Celebrated
Ella’s (the eldest daughter) and steffi’s (the mother) birthday on the same
day, broke an A string on a cello (whoops), slept in till 2:30pm (a beautiful
day indeed!!), watched the sunset at the Alster (the lake in the centre of the
city), got stalked by a man who kept persisting in trying to get me back to his
place (it’s the ginger hair I think that brings the creeps out!) lost weight, gained
too many holes in my jeans from playing with the boys, watched a movie in an
open air cinema on the Alster, went to Miniatur Wunderland; a mini model city thing which was
FREAKING AWESOME! (got to see a mini plane take off!!!) made my famous lasagne
twice (because it is just that good) HAD MY FIRST PINT OF GUINESS IN HAMBURG!
(it wasn’t as bad as it could have been) and wrote this blog which took nearly
two weeks to complete. There is other things but I’m too lazy to remember and I’m
sure you probably don’t care that much.
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| From Miniatur Wunderland, out all the pictures, I chose this one, can anyone see why? |
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| the cinema on the Alster, because I'm a cultured mofo! |
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| My first pint of the good stuff in Hamburg, because you have never seen one of these right? |
