It's done! I booked my flight to Manchester and even though it's for just a few days I already can't wait to go! England, here I come... again. My only wish would be for Manchester to be a little closer to the South-West-Coast Trail. Now that would truly make me one happy camper! Since it is unlikely that the tectonic plate movement will make this happen anytime during the next week (or millennia) however, I will just have to cope. There seem to be some nice hiking trails near Manchester I could try though. If I actually do any hiking at all has yet to be decided though. All trails that would be a definite go are way to far from Manchester, so I will leave it up to the moment and to the all deciding factor: my mood. Since in Great Britain it is always a good idea to be prepared for any sort of weather (much like New Zealand I might add) there won't be much of a problem with clothes at least. My friend says its raining non-stop there these days. Not that I mind rain. It's just weather after all. Though.... I wouldn't mind if there was no rain left to come down on me... at all. But who am I kidding? It's England! Is there a country in Europe that has a higher precipitation?
Wednesday, September 26, 2012
Brazil 101: Round Five
It's over. Vorbei. Acabou (if you can trust google translate)! Finally I have sworn off Brazilian
men forever and even though they might not believe me, I am completely, utterly
serious. Now I can honestly say: Been there, done that (pun intended), ... not good enough for me.
Sounds a little cruel, I know, but this is so not going to be one of those 'it's not you, it's me' things. Because, of course, it's totally them. Or maybe it's a mutual thing? Anyways, it's probably because I am
finally out of the rebound and all fun phase and am now looking for something a
little (or a lot, depending on my mood) more serious. With that I mean something that is not just a funny little game to be played every once in a while and more of the regular variety. All that is left is finding the guy to go with my new attitude. If only it were so easy to find Mr-Right! Mr-Right-Now you can find around every corner. Mr-Right? Not so much.
In any case, there is one thing left I want to share with you regarding my Brazilian 'adventure'. A few weeks ago I asked one of my Brazilian friends (male, of course) to go for a drink with me. He said he couldn't because he was visiting his girlfriend ...To say I was surprised is SUCH an understatement. I mean puh-lease! Brazilians and a serious relationship? I think the word relationship doesn't even exist in Portuguese. Or if it does, it most certainly does not hold the same meaning as in most other languages. As a result I was, of course, positively surprised to even hear him say the word girlfriend!
Due to fate (or bad luck maybe) I then met said friend on the bus the following Monday. As always curious and butting my head into business that isn't actually my own, I just had to confront him. So, with a wide smile on my face I playfully punched his arm and said: "Hey H., since when do you have a girlfriend? It totally cannot be that long, since you tried to pick up that girl at the party."
At that point I was sure they had been dating for two weeks at the most.
H.: "What party?"
Me: "You know, the one with the live band we went to last month."
H.: "I never tried to pick up a girl there."
Me: "Sure you did! Remember! The one with the dark hair. You even asked me whether she had a boyfriend."
H. (trying to look innocent and failing miserably): "I never tried to hit on anyone! I was already with my girlfriend at the time. I have been with her for over 6 months."
Me: "Oh wow, then I never said anything."
What I learned that day:
1. Men have a very selective memory.
and
2. Brazilians are not to be trusted. At least not when you're dating them.
Now the remaining question is: Are Brazilian girls the same way? Are they completely clueless? Or do they just chose to ignore it? My vote goes to one and three. To know for sure I would have to ask one and maybe one day I will. As for me: I am through with Brazilians...
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| Just imagine them to be Brazilians. |
In any case, there is one thing left I want to share with you regarding my Brazilian 'adventure'. A few weeks ago I asked one of my Brazilian friends (male, of course) to go for a drink with me. He said he couldn't because he was visiting his girlfriend ...To say I was surprised is SUCH an understatement. I mean puh-lease! Brazilians and a serious relationship? I think the word relationship doesn't even exist in Portuguese. Or if it does, it most certainly does not hold the same meaning as in most other languages. As a result I was, of course, positively surprised to even hear him say the word girlfriend!
Due to fate (or bad luck maybe) I then met said friend on the bus the following Monday. As always curious and butting my head into business that isn't actually my own, I just had to confront him. So, with a wide smile on my face I playfully punched his arm and said: "Hey H., since when do you have a girlfriend? It totally cannot be that long, since you tried to pick up that girl at the party."
At that point I was sure they had been dating for two weeks at the most.
H.: "What party?"
Me: "You know, the one with the live band we went to last month."
H.: "I never tried to pick up a girl there."
Me: "Sure you did! Remember! The one with the dark hair. You even asked me whether she had a boyfriend."
H. (trying to look innocent and failing miserably): "I never tried to hit on anyone! I was already with my girlfriend at the time. I have been with her for over 6 months."
Me: "Oh wow, then I never said anything."
What I learned that day:
1. Men have a very selective memory.
and
2. Brazilians are not to be trusted. At least not when you're dating them.
Now the remaining question is: Are Brazilian girls the same way? Are they completely clueless? Or do they just chose to ignore it? My vote goes to one and three. To know for sure I would have to ask one and maybe one day I will. As for me: I am through with Brazilians...
Wednesday, September 19, 2012
Vacation Time!
I might just have two or three weeks of free time before the new semester starts after all. Now naturally the question arises: What to do? I thought about going somewhere new for once, but damn, it is difficult to find something that is:
a) cheap
b) awesome
c) CHEAP goddamn it!
A friend of mine is flying to India soon to visit his family, so I thought about going there, but I really don't want to go alone. Right now I am still waiting for him to answer my message. Maybe he goes when I am free. If I am free that is. That way we could go together. Another option would be Thailand, which is probably an awesome country to visit. I mean they have nice weather and beautiful beaches. And elephants! But then I sort of promised my sister I would go with her someday. Not that she is ever going to make good on her promise, busy as she is going on holiday with her boyfriend. So maybe I will go anyway. Only again: going alone? I don't know. Usually I don't mind traveling on my own but those are countries with a completely different culture and I really don't speak Thai, so communication could get hard. I guess we'll see.
But a place like this would definitely be nice!
Okay, so it looks a little more like French Polynesia, which I admit is way to boring for me. It seems awesome though and that is so my hammock!
Ahhhh I'm so excited. Now let's just hope that I have the time ... and the money ... and that my boss gives me time off.
a) cheap
b) awesome
c) CHEAP goddamn it!
A friend of mine is flying to India soon to visit his family, so I thought about going there, but I really don't want to go alone. Right now I am still waiting for him to answer my message. Maybe he goes when I am free. If I am free that is. That way we could go together. Another option would be Thailand, which is probably an awesome country to visit. I mean they have nice weather and beautiful beaches. And elephants! But then I sort of promised my sister I would go with her someday. Not that she is ever going to make good on her promise, busy as she is going on holiday with her boyfriend. So maybe I will go anyway. Only again: going alone? I don't know. Usually I don't mind traveling on my own but those are countries with a completely different culture and I really don't speak Thai, so communication could get hard. I guess we'll see.
But a place like this would definitely be nice!
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| found this on pinterest.com |
Ahhhh I'm so excited. Now let's just hope that I have the time ... and the money ... and that my boss gives me time off.
Monday, September 17, 2012
One of those moments
Losing someone you love is one of the hardest things we have to deal with in life. When my dad died of cancer over three years ago it was by far the hardest thing I have ever had to go through. Quite frankly it was hell to watch the man he was disappear a little more every single day. Not one day passes I don't think about him. Not one day passes where I don't miss him.
Some days though are harder than others. Yesterday I thought about calling my family with news on what I've been up to lately. In that moment I actually though: 'I should call dad and let him know about this and that. He would so love that story.'
For that one second I totally forgot that he was gone, only to realize the next that I will never get to call or tell him anything ever again.
Those times are the worst. It's like losing him all over again.
Some days though are harder than others. Yesterday I thought about calling my family with news on what I've been up to lately. In that moment I actually though: 'I should call dad and let him know about this and that. He would so love that story.'
For that one second I totally forgot that he was gone, only to realize the next that I will never get to call or tell him anything ever again.
Those times are the worst. It's like losing him all over again.
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