WEEK 8, Part 2- Getting a Twenty Euro Tip from a Stranger and Moving to a “New” House- STORY TIME 4/4 (Summer experience in Germany)



It was Saturday about 12 o clock and me and Matt were sitting in tram on our was home from work and talking like we always did. I noticed a middle aged guy looking at us once in a while and had a feeling that he was able to understand our language. Firstly I thought that he is from Serbia, because our languages are pretty similar, but then I was like nah, he is just looking around and this is just a coincidence.

I was heading to Marien Platz to grab something to eat and Matt was heading back to the House, but as soon as he got a call from Matthew he sat on metro and came to Marien Platz as well. It turned out that Matthew decided to go to the streets and play the guitar and sing for money, but one of his strings broken and Matt had to come there and help him find a music shop where he can replace the string.
So once he got to the station point we got on the next Metro and headed to Marien. And guess what? The guy from tram was here again and sat in the box with us. I was like what the hell..how come? This town is too big to see somebody for more than one time! What is this? But I was still like- okay, that shit just happens from time to time.


Marien Platz 🙂 

Matthew picked out the most frequent part of the street, stood there and played his ass off. It was kinda interesting to watch that goofy guy wanting to act all serious and shit but as soon as he saw us he stopped because he got embarrassed. Matt found him a music shop pretty nearby the place where we were standing at that moment so he packed up all of his things and we headed there. As soon as we came there a guy behind the counter directed us upstairs so Matthew can buy a string and play a little bit more. When we climbed the stairs I noticed the same guy from the tram and Metro was looking at sound systems!  I just whispered to guys that “What the hell? What a stalker” (of course in our language) and the guy just turned around and with a smile on his face said: “You look familiar!” (of course in OUR LANGUAGE!) oh hell…
I was just jaw down looking at him like what the actual fuck…like I knew that in Munich are living a lot of people from my country but to encounter one guy in one hour and already 3 times and then learn that he comes from the same country as you do? Okay *nervous laugh* ! I knew that he understood what was I saying in the tram!! My gut was right.

We chatted a while about a few things, we got to know that he is a musician as well, then he explained that he lived in Munich for a year now and have never met a person from our country, so he did not make any friend that would talk in the same language as he did. Not that that was a problem or anything but it seemed a little off.
Anyway, he went back to his business and Matthew bought a new string for his guitar. While he was changing the string the guy came down to the cashier and gave her a shit load of money for the sound system and for some instrument. Then he came to us and told Matthew: “I’ve heard you playing on the streets and it sounded really really good, I was impressed.” and then he handed him a 20 euro bill and said that it is for a fellow musician and that he was young as well and certainly knows how hard is it to play on the streets just like that. We were all blown away with his generosity.
Naturally, Matthew did not want to accept it but the guy was adamant and did not want to take the bill back. We thanked him like 5 times because something like this just do not happen in normal life.
When we left the store Matthew was so happy that he invited us to grab Kebab to have this little celebratory junk food.
It was a good day, because who wouldn’t want a free lunch?
Count me in!



But the next day was THE day.
We got a message from the lady who was mediating this whole “working experience”, as well as accommodation, that we have to move out from our beloved House, for *wait for it* 3 days!!
We were supposed to leave back to our home country in 3 days and now we had to move into a new location…I was so angry you can’t even imagine.
So on Sunday imagine me and L trying to pack everything into like 6512647 bags (even more bags we originally came with) – but now for real- both of us ended up with like 7 bags+ a huge suitcase. The new House we were supposed to move was like 3 stops away from our House so imagine us dragging half of the bags with us (+the suitcases) to the metro station then to the new House (we were living on the 2nd floor- well done) and again back to our old House for the next round of bags.

When we came to the old House for the second, and also the last time everything became really quiet. Like too quiet. There was no laughter from the rooms, no music from the kitchen, no cursing from the washing room…depressing quietness.
We checked if we did not forget something by accident in any room, ate our last meal in the kitchen, drank our last coffee in front of the house, I lit up my last cigarette there as well. It was kinda peaceful and dignified way to say our final goodbye to the House we spend almost 2 months in. The only thing that was off was the weather since it was cloudy and dark.

When we were making our last selfie in front of the House and a sudden weather miracle happened.

There was a field in front of our House and when you looked at it, it was now crossed by a strip of pure sunlight. The exact minute when we were leaving the house for good the clouds retreated and one of the most beautiful sunsets occurred right in front of our eyes. I can’t imagine a better way how could have Garching said its last goodbye to us.

I am really happy that I got a chance to live in this House even though the showers were always full, as well as toilets and do not let me started about kitchen- but it had its charm and now when some time passed, I can say it was the best House we could have had.
DO you know why?
Because the worst was just coming. 

I will explain everything in WEEK 9 –  because it will be a raw description of events that occurred in the last three days in Munich.
And it was drastic.

Don’t miss it and prepare for the story time that will leave you speechless.


P.s: The last 4 photos are L’s- the credit belongs to you my dear, huge thank you again!!


WEEK 6, PART 2- The Worst Awakening, Alps Mountain Climbing and a Birthday Cake (Summer experience in Germany)

Part II.

The weekend of the sixth weekend was kind of long. Let me explain.
On Saturday we were working our butts off, as usual. Matt was having his birthday on Sunday and wanted to invite some friends over for a drink and a little chat on Saturday night. So be it.
Annnnd on Saturday I made a cake!! Oh okay you though I was baking- hmm let me let you down- I bought a frozen cake (muhaha) and even though it was a frozen kind it was delicious (and a little bit burned but that happens to everyone, right?)

It was a chilled night, we relaxed and chatted in kitchen space, drinking and (in my case) just trying to be social.
A little before midnight a lot of people went to sleep or left to catch one of the last metros and I just simply waited till the midnight to officially wish him the best in the world for his 24th birthday! What a good friend I am. But then, we both had to go to sleep because at the morning we were heading towards another adventure- Neuschwanstein Castle ↓

What is the best morning you could ever have? – being awaken 30 minutes before the alarm by a huge noise, drunk people talking in your room and a unknown man in the opposite bed of mine? If you responded with this- you are right. Such a delightful happening. I started to yell at them to leave the fucking room and go talk somewhere else. Little harsh, but shit happens. Positive vibes only.
We woke up with L (and a few other people) made breakfast, packed our bags and left the house in a good mood anyway. We were traveling by train, 3 hours away from Munich, hoping that we will come to the right destination. I ordered myself to sleep a little but the sleep was not coming so I listened to music the whole ride there. When we finally arrived it was kind of smothery weather, like it’s about to rain. When we took off the train we had to quickly from train station to the bus that was about to bring us to the “village” where the castle was situated.

There were 4 places we wanted to see that day- Neuschwanstein Castle, Hohenschwangau Castle, Alpen See and the town/village we came to.
We managed to see 3/4 and which were those 3 you are about to read.

First of all we went to see the Hohenschwangau Castle because it was the closest.

We had to “climb” up the hill and man, it was something. But yea, beautiful area, views, architecture…something for me. The first problem that I detected when we came there was that it was really overcrowded- I mean, when I wanted to take a picture I had to wait for like 10 people to move out of my lens and you can easily imagine the rage I was going through every single time *haha*

The next on the list was Alpen See (Alp Sea). Since we were really close to Alps clearly saw the beautiful mountains in the background.

I have to admit it took my breath away, the view was just marvelous.
We, as a group, even made a Polaroid picture that I took because I am kind of a freak with this- I love collecting them.

I wanted to dedicate this one to all of you guys who came to the trip with me- Even though the day started kind of shitty but you were able to make my day better. Thank you for a sweet and a positive trip where I felt like a part of group and not just like an outcast. Even though we did not know each other so well, I had a nice time with all of you and I am really grateful for that. These Sundays were just about this- go out, see the parts we haven’t seen before and just have a good time. Thank you for that, even though you will never read this, but you are all appreciated in the best way possible. 

And now- *drum rolls* – the main course, ladies and gentleman- Neuschwanstein Castle.
To be completely honest, it really was beautiful. We didn’t get to go inside of the castle since first of all we were supposed to book the tour 2 days before coming and secondly- the tour was only 30 mins.

But there was still one stop that made my heart stop a little- Marien Brücke aka Marien Bridge.

Can you see the long bridge in the distance? Well this was the view from the castle.

And this was the view from the bridge.

Anyway, it was a really long bridge as well as full of people who were trying to take the perfect picture of the castle. After a while it became too much for me because I was feeling that I am getting a panic attack because of that so I just left. Before that I quickly snapped the board with the story behind the bridge.

And I also took a picture of what is under the bridge (water? Is that you?)


And the views? just amazing!!

You can clearly see the whole are around the castle, I was mesmerized.

When we were leaving I run into my family that is living in Munich, particularly my cousin with his parents and wife. We were chatting on the phone on Saturday and I was kinda hoping I will meet them and coincidentally it happened! We stood there and chat for a few minutes and then our paths split hence there were going to see the castle and we were just leaving.

After like 3 and a half hours of walking we were too dead to see the town so we skipped this part and just sat on the bench half sleeping half scrolling on the phones. I was completely exhausted.
When we were ready to leave the information board was telling us that our train was canceled due to some reconstruction work on the railways. I was like what the fuck, no!
Well luckily the next train was about to come in another 30 mins.
Thank God!

I comfortably sat down in the train, preparing for the best exhaustion sleep ever and suddenly my phone rang.
It was my cousin telling me to look over my shoulder. So my sleep was again canceled due to family meeting. But I was still glad I got to meet with them and chat for more than like 3 seconds.

We came to Munich after 2 hours of train ride and I just remember me being mind absent all the time till we came home and I got to eat and sleep.

My whole impression? It was a really beautiful trip, the only thing that made me really say “wow” was the Alpen See because in the country where I come from we have a lot of castles and historical stuff. But still- Both of these castles were so so beautiful.
One thing that made me anxious and mad was that that day was a very shitty light outside. The sun was out for one minute and then hiding behind the clouds and I was almost unable to take good pictures. Everything was either too bright or too dark- that was the thing that disappointed me the most about the trip.

But anyway I came home exhausted as hell and that particular exhaustion was a good one with my head full of memories and satisfaction.

The end is coming soon-> Week 7


WEEK 5- Spilled Coffee, Surfing and Two Parties (Summer experience in Germany)


This week was starting in pretty good vibe because guess what? There was a free day on Tuesday! How cool is that? The best thing about it was that we even got paid for the whole day. So we worked as fast as possible to finish up really early on Monday and then were expecting just a sweet nothing.



I don’t usually drink coffee after I come home from work because it is kind of late and I am not brave enough to drink it. Why so? There is a strong possibility that I won’t be able to fall asleep. You get what I am saying, right?


Today I was finally able to make myself a cup of warm coffee and just chill outside of the house for a little while. As I was drinking this delicious thing I wanted to set the coffee on the ground for a while and talk, Matt came and long story short he accidentally spilled my coffee all over the ground. Yass!
One time I want to drink coffee after a day full of toilet cleaning and The fate is against me! But never mind, shit happens.


Since it was a free day in front of us and one of the roomies had birthday that day, we were ready to celebrate. My friend just turned 20, so it was a new milestone for him. Everybody were wishing him well and I am sure that he was really excited/drunk as hell that day (image of him being fucked up sleeping on the chair as a very first of us will stay in my mind for a very long time since he was not even able to get into the bed by himself). He got so many wishes through texts and I’ve heard him talking on the phone like a half of the day. I have to say it was a good party, everybody were having fun, dancing and enjoying that they don’t have to wake up so early the next day. So many people got shit faced (like literally) that when I was coming to bed about 3 am, I run to the people throwing up into the bathroom- not into the toilet but on the bathroom floor. Later on, I went downstairs to bring myself some water because I was slightly dehydrated, I sniffed the bathroom for a brief second and almost threw up as well. Well, shit happens, again.


The free Tuesday was here and one half of the House wanted to see some lake that was pretty far away, so me and L decided that we’re going to see something that is a little bit closer instead- we went to see Englisher Garten (English Gardens). It was a very hot day so we packed a blanket, dressed up and hurray for the sunbathing. I also brought something to eat so it became a picnic as well.
I don’t have to say that those gardens were beautiful- the place where it was situated was just perfect and stunning. There were like hundreds of people that day and were playing various sports (some of them even drinking sports) or just walking, swimming etc. In conclusion? Yes, I fell asleep on the sun and burned my back (a little) because that is just so me.



It was getting kinda late so we packed our stuff and on the way out of the gardens we stopped by and seen these surfers that were fighting the waves.


All confident…

Strike a pose!!

This is how it all started…

…and this is the end.

This week is dedicated to non other than you L, I know you must’ve seen it coming, right? With all honesty I am really happy that I had the opportunity to travel and share one (or two?) room(s) with you. The thing is that I appreciate you in the best way possible and can’t be more grateful for this German experience of ours. Even though we did not work together as we originally planned, but we still managed to take home so many memories from there, like the laughters, eye rolling, series watching, coffee drinking, you and me in the cold weather standing outside of the House while I was quickly smoking the last cigarette of the day, the Garchinger See walks….just everything you can think of. You are the best waffles maker and the best Sunday lunch cook as well as I am the best Coffee Clepto (yea I had to raise my ego a little bit). Anyway, long story short, I am really thankful for you and for you being by my side (you might think it is cheesy as fuck, but the truth is truth) You are my rock Buco, I will meet you in Aldi for some pretzels, okay?
See ya. 


The rest of the working week was not so eventful so let me just skip to the weekend, shall we?

Well some of the people from the House are leaving soon because we all did not come on the same day- some of them came earlier and some of them even later than we did. So there was this idea to go on a party to the town and by party I mean disco. As much as I was adamant about me not going I finally gave up and went. Me and L drank wine at the House before we left and then went to the Metro altogether like a big group. Honestly, I haven’t been at a disco for a few years now but I have to admit I had so much fun there. I finally turned the stress part off and just loosened up a little. Since I am not a party type of person for a very long time now, I danced my butt out. The club was not the biggest I’ve ever been to but for this kind of relax was suitable. At about 2 am we decided that what is enough is enough and just tapped a few people on the shoulder and brought them with me because the last Metro was leaving in a few minutes.

I fell asleep like a baby with a pretty good feeling of tiredness, finally not from work but at least from something more entertaining.
On Sunday a lot of us were dead so this Sunday was not a Tripday, just a “Homeday”. We chilled in bed, had a good lunch (gyros!!) ↓



…and ended this long weekend in a relaxing vibe.
What is more?

The next….Is it already week 6??
Be prepared.


WEEK 4 – First month, Not so boring Walls and Olympia Park (Summer experience in Germany)

It has been officially one month since we got here!

The freaking time flies so fast I didn’t even notice that we are here this “long” already. I can’t say it is so bad as I imagined it will be. It definitely is/was a big experience for me, since I have never been living on my own this long, nor I lived at a college or had roommates or anything. This was my first time and I have to say, I liked taking care of myself and cooking for myself, making groceries shopping (like 5/7 days in a week)…and basically just be on my own. Maybe it was just because I knew it is not for “life” but just for two months…well who knows. This was a trial and I am pretty sure that I passed. At least I feel like that.

But on more artistic site now- One thing I wanted to show you- I found a few good looking pictures hanging on the walls in the company I was working at. I was so happy that there are not just blank walls without a “thing”, because that would be just depressing.

Actually, these photos has been taken at the place where L works.

So simple and so pretty at the same time.

This picture, my personal favorite, is hanging on 20 th floor where I was cleaning and firstly I didn’t really notice it and I was walking around it quite a lot. But then when I finally did, I was speechless. I don’t know about you but this picture/painting gives out so many emotions I can’t even.. For me that was something that made my heart move and I just stood there and looked at it for a few moments every single day. The last day I was at the company I came back twice just to look at it for the last time and just to silently say goodbye for good.

Anyway, the weeks were kind of alloying together and I was starting to slide into the stereotype of work and work aaaand work. I was always on my feet, running around and doing my job. I hope I at least lost some weight *haha*. I was even afraid that when I come home I would not be able to stop cleaning and would not be able to just stop doing something, like on the loop- that I basically won’t be able to rest. Well I still clean like crazy, so maybe there really is something (*nervous laugh*).

And the Saturday came (as usual) and we were at work (as usual), cleaning our butts out (as usual). I was looking out the window at this beautiful view of rainy and cloudy Munich:

Remarkable as hell, I wish I was able to see this more often..but since  we don’t have so many high buildings in my hometown where I would have access to, I can’t. Such a shame, but that’s life.

And also this was hanging in one office at one persons wall- don’t mind me, but I loved the caption!

Not so boring wall #2

On Sunday there was finally a sunny day after a week of raining and just shitty weather in general (yasss!!!!) – exactly that type of weather when you are just tired and all you wanna do is sleep all day and do nothing- and that is what? Too sad a depressive.
Well so we decided to check out this Olympia Park. It was basically full of merry-go-rounds, small shops, food trucks, souvenirs and people. Maybe something similar to a classical Fair or Market.

Me, L, Matt and Matthew climbed on the lookout and seen this ↓

Such a beautiful view guys, I was so happy and grateful I got a chance to see it. As you already know, I love everything that catch my “layman architecture eye”, because that is the weird person I am.
After we made it to the bottom of the top we found a quiet place for sitting, opened up our beers and just chilled and talked.

We actually wanted to ride this wheel the very last day we were in Munich but it turned out that it was already gone *sad face*

Such a well spent day guys, I had such a good feeling when we were sitting in Metro all tired and shit. We laughed and talked about unimportant stuff but still had a good time and that’s the most important thing here.

This episode is dedicated to the most mainstream thing in the world a human being like me can use in episode when they do not know what to use but it is oddly appropriate and the thing (or happening in general) is F R I E N D S H I P. I have found out that I do not have to push people away when they just want to talk with me. I used to have a feeling that it is kind of uncomfortable for me, that I just can’t stand/do “small talk” or even a regular talk with a person that is not so close to me while I am preparing a meal for tomorrows lunch at work. I can calmly say that a word friendship just got a new turn for me here. I have to admit that I met a few cool people while in Munich, but the thing is that I still had/have my people that I love at home, so a big shout out to you guys, you know who *wink*. Basically, this whole working trip taught me that I don’t have to be afraid of people as much as I used to and just talk and try not to avoid it so much. People can see and they can get hurt easily and that is not the best option in life that you can choose. There are better ones.
Think wisely.

I am always excited for Sundays because those are The Tripdays and that is what we need- turn all the work stuff off at least for a day.

Week 5 approaching!


P.s: Of course L made her freakishly tasty waffles on Saturday again!!! Yass

WEEK 2- Smoothie Day, Garchinger Sea and Weekend Chill (Summer experience in Germany)

Monday, bloody Monday kids- that was a first thought I got when I was waking up at 5 am on Monday. Well, to be honest it is always first thought when I am waking up this early. Week 2 come at me bro!

Such an ordinary week, work needed to be done and we were there to do it all. After work, me and and Matt went groceries shopping and decided to make it a every week habit (not that we needed some kind of habit to be born, but Matt was buying food for exactly 7 days so he won’t have to go to groceries more. Well, let’s be honest, you all know that he had to go there at least another 4 times, because that was just me and my chronic forgetting to write myself a groceries list…but yea, for me? Normal.)
We explored the store and found these Smoothies and that was the end- every week habit!


The funny thing is, that exact day (Monday) when we came home from shopping I went shopping again because it would not be a day when I didn’t forget to buy something.
Like a fool.

Later that week we decided to visit our beloved Garchinger See once again and just chill with non alcoholic beer and chatting with L and Matt for a little while.



But at the weekend? More than half of the House decided to chill by the See once again and have a little personal party there. Like 2 minutes away, there was this festival called Sommerfest and the park, where the See was situated, was completely packed with people and sounds of good/weird music. Btw, it always depends on the taste in music you have, non judgmental area, alright?. We had a very lovely sunset behind us and a good night in front of us.



Matt was really happy that day because his best friend (another Matt, but let’s call Matthew, just to differentiate between the two of them ) came to live and work with us. I’ve heard a lot about him in past days so I was excited to meet him. It was real fun to hang out with him. It was a truly good evening.

By the way, I said I am going to dedicate these parts to people- This one is for you Matthew. I remember the day when you came to Garching to live with us- it was a very very hot day, I was sitting outside of the House, with my legs up on the desk, drinking coffee, smoking and listening to music, like almost every Saturday. We all saw a big car approaching our lot and then I’ve heard Matt saying that that must be you. And then there you were, all loosened up, with a guitar on your back, having that fucking sarcastic look on your face and I immediately knew that you’re gonna be a big pain in the ass. Noup, I was just joking (was I?). That time I didn’t know that I am gonna become your personal psychologist (as a part time job I would be great, but no money, no honey *haha*), but I certainly knew that it will be okay. We had a lot of fun, do you remember- with your two shirts, one trousers and one jacket? (inside joke, sorry guys). Anyway…thank you for all the bursting in the tears from laughter you old dog, it was a pleasure to get to know you.

But I have to say when these two came to see us I was a little bit scared because this little/big buddy tried to eat my arm.



The second week was a little bit weaker as the first one but let’s just wait for upcoming days.

See you on WEEK 3


WEEK 1 – or how it all started (Summer experience in Germany)

“Let the journey begin…Shall we?”

Firstly, I have decided to dedicate each part to a single person that I shared a good moment or two with. Not that I want to boost their ego or whatever, but I just wanted to appreciate the people that made my trip better.
But let’s get to business now:

15.7. Saturday: So we arrived in Munich. Another place I’ve never been to. We were sitting in the car in silence, just awaiting what is yet to come for us. After like 30 minutes we were parking in front of a rectangle building with a dark roof and shutters. My first feeling was…okay, breathe in, breathe out, you got this. We payed for the ride and were awkwardly trying to get our 159 bags into the house. I am seeing stairs..okay, I am still not sure if I’m gonna make it with the fucking luggage- long story short- I made it and almost fell down the stairs and died, the very first day- that is so me.

Well, moving on, I came to the room where I was supposed to live for 2 months and was completely shocked by the small space I will be sharing with another 5 girls.
Actually, I got like a 45 minutes long panic attack and wanted to turn around and leave. But I counted to at least 200 and  decided to go out and find Metro Station with other new people.
After we came back, L said we are going to see Marien Platz so we packed some stuff and went to see a piece of Munich the very first day. I have never been in Metro or any kind of underground vehicle (*feeling like a stupid villager right now*) so I was excited and this is what happened. We arrived at Marien Platz right in the middle of the Gay Pride. Well…I don’t have to tell you what that means- full of people, full of alcohol- full of drunk people, loud music etc etc…so when we wanted to take a picture with this ↓

The funny thing is, while we were taking some selfies, some drunkie decided to throw up right behind our backs *hidden laugh full of disgust* well, that escalated quickly.
Anyway, we were walking around for a while and then decided to come back to the House because it was getting a little late and we wanted to take a shower and unpack those 159 bags we brought with us.

The next day we went to see Garchinger See

“Mad swans”

That day was a beautiful weather so we decided to go like 15 minutes away from our House to see the beauty with our own eyes, lay down on the sun and enjoy the last free day we have before we get into the “real world”.

On Monday, we went to the company to sign some papers and be official employees (of the year).

not this, but it was kinda funny when the guy who instructed us drew it

And then another shocking thing came out- we were said we are not working that day, we are only signing the papers. Well, it turned out we were working- till 4 pm.
I was wearing a gray skirt (packed exactly no pants which I was supposed to wear), got these big boots that were 2 times bigger than my feet and a baggy blue shirt (by the way I am still wearing it while writing this) – outfit on point, don’t you think?

Maybe some of you would think that cleaning is just for people with no education and kind of a “last chance” before unemployment- well it is not- so I have become a cleaning lady for 2 months.

On my way to another building I caught myself staring at this beautiful building that was a part of the firm.

Happily, I got a chance not to work alone (thank god!!) and I was (and while writing this, I currently still am) working with a guy, also from my country, who came here with me.
By the way his name is Matt.
Never thought that I would chat this much with a man and I have to admit we were (and are) getting on very well. I was glad because I found a good friend in him. Anyway, I want to truly thank you for  every single chat we had, every single laugh we shared, because you know that I am not very good with people. Since I don’t allow a lot of people to come near me and do not have a lot of real friends (which sucks ass sometimes), I was still okay to let you see a bit of the twisted mind of mine. This one is dedicated to you because I’ve gained a true friend who I know I can count on and that is what is important now.

The very first memory is this photo … ↓

…and also a good evening while we were sitting outside the house drinking beer and just watching the sun slowly going to sleep.

The first week is always the hardest everywhere you go or start to work, so I was trying my best to learn all the things I am supposed to do and even made some lists to not forget all of it. My superior, with whom I started to work, was a nice and sweet lady, always in a good mood etc etc. Just lovely to work and spend time with. Yeah, there were days when I was tired or she was angry but we made it and at the end of the week I was feeling more confident about my “work knowledge”.

The first week after work we went to see the town a little bit and I have to say, as a big fan of architecture, I saw some pretty good pieces that resonate in my mind even till now.

Anyway, the 6 days of work went by and there was Sunday awaiting for us. Firstly, me and L cooked a good lunch together because we decided that at least once a week we need to eat some meat (a real food, not just pre-made stuff or a fast food). We were all tired after the whole week, but still decided to explore the town a little bit more. My friends were here in Munich last year so they knew the town a little bit more so they took me to see some interesting places.


I have to admit, the first week was hard on me because my legs hurt a freaking lot but I was still processing that I am somewhere else than my hometown. You know the little excitement from something that is yet to come but you don’t know what exactly it is.

See you in  Week 2 🙏🏻



Night night

Sometimes I am asking myself- “Is this really all I can get from you? Is this really everything? A cold shoulder?”To be honest with you, the feeling of not being wanted (enough) is one of the worst ones in life. 

Those are the thoughts that keep you awake at night, even though you want to sleep so badly.

But then you turn on the other side of the bed and there are the little things in your head, suddenly appearing in your mind, just out of the blue- like a kiss of your hand just before sleep or a good laugh about some unimportant shit…the mutual understanding at some point or even a slightly interesting topic of a conversation still make you believe in a better future of yours.

And that one still make you smile, admit it.

Then you turn back and see the back of his, facing you in a innocent state of deep sleep, and you know that there will be a new sunrise tomorrow. At least you don’t have to be insecure about this one.