I'm back. In Germany. In perfect Germany. Amy picked me up from the airport and provided me with the finest cheeses and much affection.
My old room was in complete chaos. The painter was there and has properly cleared out and into the aisle, so I hardly aufbekam the door. I turned off my backpack, picked up a strange thong behind the bed and disposed of, chewing gum pulled from the floor and bed and poured my thirsty plants. No, I did not feel at home at all. And all those things. Twenty months I've gotten along well with a backpack, and now here are all the things that I feel above all a constraint. I'm right in the first week, four large cardboard boxes clothing cleaned out, and I'm not finished with the task. Why do we need for almost fifteen same pants? How much money have I spent on it and why do it? And all the books and CDs make me basically just scared. Since is no room for life! I throw out, but huge. I have missed things in my rope, my skis, my road bike and my board games. Things to do precisely. But nothing more.
Some meetings I was also remarkable. Amelia and I went in Grafing in an ice cream parlor. There were balls, waffles, whipped cream and what a joy, chocolate sauce. I demand a ball in the waffle with ice cream and, happy and friendly. Since only a musty "chocolate sauce is only in the cup" comes back and I was shocked. But I persisted, I would pay for everything, I had but just made like a waffle. This has given me only after lengthy discussion.
a friend I met in the city. He said I had been away so long now and would be a lot of experience because you could not even ask, yes, as much is my bike here but this is very dirty, I probably would not have cleaned. But, I thought the circuit working, the chain was not rusty and the brakes are good. But it would be so dirty, he insisted and then he had to continue it.
My dear chief, Hans Rott, I immediately procured a job at the university. I coordinate (or whatever you call that?) Is now an interdisciplinary application for research funds. This is great. I was climbing gradually and meet friends and acquaintances.
The transition to the labor office (which was necessary in order to be the same health insurance again) was unpleasant and unfriendly and the joy that I can actually loose living a month from my long-overdue tax refund from Australia was, I was by a decision , I had to pay extra $ 480, spoils. I have to pay, not Australia. All that is ugly. But then again, not so bad now, the matter right with the money already. I am now all consumption and save so far.
I'm back in it, in my old life. Monday through Friday I go to college and sometimes I have the impression that I had forgotten that I was gone. I write again for the Mittelbayerische and feel a bit rusty, but also takes a long time again. I am sometimes very impatient, may not have to sit too long. And sometimes I think I have: I do not like it, I'll get rid of my backpack and pull easily. But I can brake me. And as a little treat, I leave in August for two weeks after England travel to visit with Amy and family.
I will find my peace, they want no people around me. I want more too nciht many concerts and I buy a little more. € 50 each week for food, which are usually my expenses. So I feel a little strange. In Germany, but one of my jobs was to create some things, sometimes out of dissatisfaction, because of a special offer or because it offered just barely so. Balance sheet so far: not in the cinema have been a second hand book for 4 € bought a small floor lamp next to my bed for eight euros, because the old one was broken, a calendar for my appointments. No restaurant, no other luxury. I feel inclined, stingy, but I have no desire to spend money.
I am a little strict with me, work a little more concentrated than before. And I have not forgotten the trip. I look at my life here from a slightly different perspective. More relaxed, with more humor and optimism: yes I can do what else. Dare to take the first step that has proven to be the big difference between action and inaction to me. This can be achieved in mind, hopefully much else nichr only a fast trip around the world.
And I would like to continue writing the blog, if only it is not quite without my very own world of adventure! I do not know, pointing goes on, but who knows. Life-not specified where and how.
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