Deutsche Märchen ♥

A change of life, although Germany was incredible it was time to move on.. I live in Canada now, here's the link if you fancy a gander...

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walking around the house in your knickers, learning to play Sufjan Stevens songs on the piano, and posting about said activities in blogs you've not used for weeks does not constitute packing.

TV On The Radio were the absolute shit. The best! There is literally nothing better than watching a group of musicians who really inspire you with everything they do. Makes me very sad that due to moving out and having to afford my own place (which I am continually procrastinating on, sigh.. some things never change ! ), etc my plans for music lessons have had to take a back seat. But, soon! Anyway, the show kept me going inspiring-things-wise for now, it was comprised of an excellent choice of songs and they did this re-stitching together of tunes I already loved, which worked but is so hard to explain. In short, if they're going to be anywhere near you, go and see them! And you will see for your very self... The venue was the Muffathalle, it was my first time there and I found it a really decent set-up, for starters the sound was incredible.. but there was also a really good view.. :) in fact, I think I'll be hard-pushed to better that show this year, but time will tell... reason to go to more gigs I'd say..

A whole lot else, quite simply, hasn't been occurring of late. I know, this is an unfortunate theme of my posts lately but I'm counting down the days to some trips I have planned in summer. How exciting ! Then, I will surely have more to write about, you have my word... as a small point of interest, I spent most of this evening decorating cakes, if I have to see another cake again in the next year I'll scream like a banshee.. but before I entered cake hell via a caprese salad and many dayglo sugar-based cake garnishments (sugar high, lolz), I popped quickly to Tollwood for the afternoon which was really nice. Caught up with a friend and wandered around the festival, had a couple of Aperol Sprizz and then wobbled off home on my bike. Also, I set myself the task of cycling from my house to the Olympiapark which is about an hour each way. Got a tad lost in both directions, but otherwise am pretty pleased with how my navigation of the city is coming together, one point me ;)

Anyway, it's 2am and I have just over 12 hours before the house is full of 30 screaming 5 and 6 year olds.. so to bed for me. Have song 10 though, and a song that makes me fall asleep, in a good way, Mogwai have always been my favourite relaxingsleeprecord... :) I remember the first time I heard this song like it was yesterday, so clear... it was somewhere around 4am on MTV2 late night, I immediately downloaded the album and have been in love ever since <3



A tad perfect or what.. :) xx

Found out TV On The Radio are playing here next week, so freaking stoked :)) other than that jewel in a rather dull looking crown, not much to report. Went dancing to Kultfabrik last night, it's still a complete hole.. surprise surprise! By the time everyone else wanted to leave I was in the not-so golden hour of no trains so had to hang around a bit.. only an hour or so but I got chatting to some people who were nice enough.. felt a bit weird being there alone though and got me thinking about situations that are simply not that acceptable being alone in. So then why does every little British town have a resident old guy that's always out on a Sat night alone ?! At what point does that stop being weird and become normal for them, if it was me I just wouldn't bother because everyone else still finds it, and by association you, weird ... ? Needless to say, after returning finally home about 5 due to falling asleep on a train (sigh.. will I ever learn?) today has then been a total writeoff.. I've accomplished nothing on my to-do list except sleep. Lots. The weather's been shit so I've not even been able to go cycling, sniff :((( never mind! I still have Lots Of Very Important Things To Do ie, find somewhere to live (!) so I guess I can use tomorrow and the continuing rain onslaught to make some inroads into that.. we'll see...

Anyway, I've just been told I have a couple of hours to myself, the family have relatives staying and I might not even have to babysit, scorre :)) although I will definitely just sleep again rather than use the time productively, of that I'm sure. Sometimes it's the best just to sleep! Wish I hadn't left my onesie in the UK.. :'(

Whilst I'm here, have song 9 and a song I can dance to. I love the first Friendly Fires album so, so much <3 it's just a damn shame the newest one is worse than being bad and has strayed into mediocre territory.. I honestly think I hate mediocre music more than bad music, at least the bad makes you feel at least something towards it.. so here's a reminder of times past.. :)



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Sitting at a table feeling kinda nondescript. So many things going on! First off, I've decided to call time on the aupairing, and have made the family aware. It was a lot easier than I thought it would be, my host Mum was really nice about it and I think she understands that I'm doing too much and that it's just time. She's been showing me some prospective new people and it's all very exciting. I'll be sad to leave the girls (they don't yet know.. hmm not sure how that's going to go..) but for now I'm really happy with my Kindergarten job and still have a long way to go with my German abilities.. also, I've not seen the half of Europe and my brother is moving not that far away in Sept, so it seems the obvious choice to stay here a while yet. Just.. get an afternoon job, find a flat and be a rent-payer, do bills, have housemates, you get the idea. I guess it's a good thing I really enjoy all that self-supporting stuff and also enjoy testing myself as completing the whole exercise in German will be the hardest thing I'll have done so far, definitely whilst I've been here and possibly even in life thus far :/ here goes...

Other news.. many shoestring-budget trips to plan on a brain-saving-sanity exercise.. they say travel is the best education you can get, so I'm going to explore whether I agree. There are so many places nearby, and I was so good at popping away for the weekend when I was in England. So why not repeat it here.. this means I've bought guide books to Ljubljana and Zurich, to somehow commit myself to going. I'm planning to Mitfahr and Couchsurf my way around to save the pennies but also get a more "real" experience of the way of life in a city. Hopefully I won't encounter any murderers.. and if I do, I guess that kind of experience is character building, I need a bit of excitement! (Don't really want to meet murderers)

As for life right now, I'm supposed to be moving a new bed into my room to get it out of the way for my family.. so best get moving. I'll leave you with the next song, although 30 days is suddenly seeming like a lot of days. Too many days! Anyway, here's a song I know every single word to for day 8, apply this also to the album which I've not listened to in so long, strange considering it was my favourite album for so many years. Interesting how our tastes change, but atdi will always be rather special to me, in the kind of way I already know it, and don't have to listen to them all the time.. :) would have been nice to post a proper video rather than a picture but the only live performances I could find were so shambolic I didn't think they did the song justice, so here..



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ps, Spent the next hour after posting this listening to Relationship Of Command on full blast, it had been too long, so freaking awesome... a reminder of what was, and what can be re-attained indeed. Big smile :)

I have 12 whole followers! How odd. Thank you for following me, and please be aware that my adventures these days are a little less adventure, a little more sitting down with a cup of coffee.. either way, welcome :) I hope you enjoy my interminable ramblings. And please thank yourselves for inspiring me to write today, for I should do you the honour of at least posting once in a while, non?

Today finds me back in England, for various reasons. Mainly, I'm at this whole life crisis crossroads point but less about that, as all I've been doing is thinking about it and I'm bored of the words constantly buzzing around my head. I'm sat here eBaying some pieces of past lives away to pass some time and get some extra pennies, as it happens. What they don't tell you is, although a great idea, eBaying takes forever and is so freaking boring! Those people who made millions on it must have gone mad long before the extra zeroes were added to the old bank balance. Yawn...

Not a whole lot has been happening, apart from me working my whole life away. Due to being a complete fool at times, I found myself in a position where I had three jobs and no time to breathe. There was a period of time where I actually felt like I was on the verge of having some kind of mad episode, and so I paused everything for a bit, quit the least demanding of my three jobs and came back to England to just sit and be in the countryside. So far, it's lovely! I have a whole lot of nothing planned, apart from a shopping trip and dancing session with friends up in Bristol. Any other things I end up doing, will be things that present themselves to me rather than things I seek out. So happy to essentially be doing nothing! Ah, nothing... it's been too long my old friend.. ;)

In other news, looks like I might just have a kick-ass summer. Not entirely sure what the plans are yet, but I've made a vow to myself to use all my free time (of which there will likely be much, well.. more than usual) seeing places that aren't so far from MUC, this means anywhere within about 4 hours drive. So far Zurich, Milan, Ljubljana, Frankfurt and Prague are possibles on the list, and I'm so happy at the prospect of seeing more of my almost surroundings. Keep you posted..

Anyway, tired and fed up of goddamn eBaying for now. Going to take a break and make one of my family members cuddle me! For that is what being around family is all about.. in the meantime, have a song from this challenge I keep forgetting about, something that reminds me of a particular event and the offical song of Day 7. For some reason I play the first Mystery Jets album every time I move out of somewhere.. I love it, and love them, Mystery Jets are just magical, or should that be were magical as their newest album was freaking terrible. How annoying :(



Bai.. x

This week's been a mischung... had my first bike crash, enjoyed the sun, told off some rude people, found a whole new area of the city that I LOVE on my newly-adopted travels as a Cycling Commuter, did something that truly terrified me on purpose (cycling in the forest at night, as you ask.. or even if you don't), got my brain cut into pieces (not literal) by a constantly screeching child, got happy for no real reason (not that I was massively sad but.. yknow), had a wee beer at a beer fest, heard from some potential visitors, felt too exhausted to do anything but lie down, took some time to just breathe and appreciate everything, made a few plans... the list goes on.

Tomorrow and the weekend see a whole lot of things I can't quite be bothered to write about, just now. Although a helicopter just went over my house, I guess that's news. Also, I've been sorting out the old photo collection, in order to purge my poor camera of all the pictures stuffed on it. Hopefully, this will jog my memory somewhat of things I've been upto recently, and I'll therefore have a little more to write about. Blame the screaming child... brain no function..

Hmmm... I'm tired and need sleep, again blame the child. Oh! I also have terrible accidental self sick making alcohol stories, but I've not quite come to terms with those yet haha. In time you will know...

And now, have a completely non-consecutive day in the challenge. As we left things a whole nearly 2 weeks ago (!) with day 5, here's day 6 and a song that reminds me of somewhere. Not feeling particularly imaginative right now, plus I do have a terrible short term memory.. so let's pick my kitchen, whilst eating a bowl of cereal and having a dance, every time the family are out. This song never fails to make me happy, the words in particular own life.. although the video disturbs me somewhat and doesn't really fit as far as I'm concerned.. sorry little boy! See what you think though ;)

Happy almost Saturday...

Foals - Blue Blood from Blink on Vimeo.

Today started as a disastrous one all round, but surprisingly I've turned it around a bit and am now in a super good mood. Zum Beispiel, I forgot my phone, there was a confusion at work which was then solved, I fell up the stairs pretty spectacularly, that kinda thing. But perhaps as a result of this faily beginning, I've spent the afternoon finally picking up my newly-serviced bike (that I got for free donchaknow, score one me), finding my way home on said contraption, and doing PRODUCTIVE SENSIBLE BANK ACCOUNT RELATED THINGS, and have made a couple of decisions with regard to things I'm going to go back to (hint: not the UK (sorry) more of the musical persuasion.. so freaking excited! More on this as it develops..) and am now listening to Total Life Forever incredibly loud, about to have a bath and currently have the coldest beer known to man in my right hand, that I unexpectedly found in the fridge. Life, whilst back to the template of boringness known as "normality" after all that happened last week.. is pretty OK at this precise second!

So, the gap in posting then.. my netbook touchpad is severely broken (boo hiss) and I'm too lazy to buy a replacement as yet... this means I am having to operate my whole computer with keystrokes, how retro. Good job I'm fairly competent with our robotic laptop friends and can actually even do this I suppose ! But also, I find myself kinda reluctant to spend yet MORE money because, in more exciting news, I've had loads of visitor types :) so.. in-between running away for the day to fairytale castles and such (€€), catching silly amounts of trains (€) and eating rather too much stodgy German food (€€€) I've not really had time to slope off and write anything. I'm sure my 8 followers will understand, it doesn't pay to be rude and ignore guests in order to type a blog, now, does it... but I have had fun, and will tell you about it.. however.. I do find that this leaves me in a bit of a pickle writing-wise. The reason for this is, that so much has now happened I'm never going to have the patience to write it all in an average of 5 paragraphs. Hm! The logical thing would be to split it all into manageable chunks, but the danger with this is that my memory is such a sellotaped-together pretender these days I'd probably forget it all. I guess it's patience vs. ongoing bad memory-finder, and I think the patience is going to lose ha. So I will most likely make a list, and start today by adding a picture of Neuschwanstein which was certainly the highlight of my excursions...



Isn't it amazing ! I know many places where the pictures look so much better, and after a whole day of travelling you turn up to this two foot high thing and think.. well I paid €2837 or however much to get here.. ?! Wtf etc, but I can safely say that this picture doesn't even do the view justice one percent! If you get the chance to go DO IT, it was the inspiration for the disney castles and, although it costs about €2837 to get in (we just walked around, the view was good enough), and there are the obligatory other fifteen thousand tourists with their clashy clothes combinations, pushy tendencies and bad B.O. problems it's totally worth all that, just to be able to set your eyes on not only this castle but the other one that was built just down the valley.. apparently when you're King Ludwig II only 84375676474 castles will do, there are at least another 3 that I know of, all built with the state of Bavaria's money of course... ! Terrible for those that had to starve at the time, but makes for a rather good yarn nowadays, don't you think? Of course there are many other facts I could add but, mainly, I forgot them all and to be honest... I want my bath now hah :p before I post today's song (song "challenge" fail) here's a shot of castle number two:



Anyway, enough about pretending you live in the medieval times (la la dream music....), as more than anything the hill up there would take at least 28 days by horse and carriage.. and it would be most draughty alone there, although apparently a family still live in one of the wings today. How cool, yes you may send me a letter, my address is Fuck-Off Huge Castle, Massive Hill, Middle Of Bavaria, Germany.. ?!

So, day 5 on this silly thing that I'm wishing I hadn't started and a song that reminds me of someone.. well, obviously being a popular chap such as myself, I couldn't just pick one person ;) so... I therefore pick precisely 7 other people, and more specifically the snowy week we spent in Centre Parcs 2010, as well as many subsequent cidery nights in front of Rock Band.. enjoy :)


Soundgarden Spoonman von skinandbones

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First things first, MY IPOD IS FIXED :)))))))))))) a big thankyou to my friend Becky, I am considering employing her as my Official iPod Saver (TM) <3 <3 <3

Other than that, feeling posi-posi-positive if a little itchy-footed (metaphorical, not actual :p). Pretty uneventful weekend, went dancing at this amazing Dubstep night Friday but got a little lost and ended up paying a small fortune for a taxi home.. babysat Saturday night and had a couple of really mind-clearing chats with people - one on my very own porch, one with someone I'd not spoken to in too long.. crossed a couple more locations off the old S-Bahn line project today, but this was mainly due to both places being ridiculously dull than any kind of productivity on my part. Met a couple of friends a little later for a short sit by the Isar, until the sun started disappearing and it got a little cold. Walked home.. hm.. feeling that life, if good, is a little humdrum at the moment.. I guess I've just got used to everything now, and something that was originally novel has just become real life. I don't suppose I find my own daily life all that worthy of being written about, I'm too busy working to do much exploring these days, and not (I hope) narcissistic enough to define myself as any kind of Captain Wow-type..

(This would be the perfect place to put the captain wow clip from Black Books up.. but I can't goddamn find it.. fuuuuuu internet..)

Anyway, this boring lull should hopefully not last any longer than about four days, as I'll be having a fair few visitors in the coming weeks. Really excited to see some sorely missed faces as well as use their time here (and co-inciding time off work, scorez) as an excuse to get out and about exploring again. What fun :) I will update you as and when interesting things happen...

In the meantime, I've become a little bored already with the song thing but perhaps it's cause I found this one really hard. Day 4 is a song that makes you sad, and there was no context.. did they mean sad in that you hate it..? I'm pretty aware that, in the grand scheme of things, it doesn't matter a bit, but I couldn't think of anything I hate that much. So I chose a song about something I was reading about for a while, and it's the subject matter that makes me sad, even if the song itself I find really beautiful. I guess it makes me sad in that thinking-about-stuff way when you've just finished reading about serial killers? Not sure where I was going with that.. but anyway, I'm off to watch an episode of Being Human which I've become rather obsessed with of late. Have a bit'o Sufjan, and marvel at his talent as I do, whilst being kinda pissed off you weren't born like that, as I am. Ha.



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I hate the following expression but: I'm exhausted. I'm alone with the girls for 3 days and the thing I've found out is that I never, I repeat, nevernever, want to be a full time housewife.. it may come as a shock to you to hear ;) I just don't see the joy in it?! Does that sound nasty? I really don't mean it that way. I love the girls, I really do.. but, I think I hate feeling needed by anyone. I guess I just like the possibility of being able to swan off and do something if the whim strikes. Not that I always take advantage, but it's nice for it to be do-able. Blah.

In brighter times, the weather is following the pattern it should do in life and doesn't in the UK.. that means spring > summer > autumn > winter like you read about in books, and therefore, it is SUNNY and I am HAPPY if also TIRED. Both friends and family will be gracing my presence in little over a week, so you can add a rather large whack of excitedness in there too. I wish my day to day life was as interesting to write about. If you're particularly interested, and to mention them for a third time (it's as if they're my friends?!) I have realised the frogs in the pond are actually toads. This makes me feel a little grosser about all their eggs, I'm not sure why. Blame Kermit, he's all cute and puppety, do you know a cute and puppety toad? I think not..

Right, bored of this now but was aware I didn't post anything yesterday. I'm well aware this, cough, "challenge" (as if, climbing Mount Everest is a challenge!) doesn't state 30 consecutive days, but I know what my habitual self is like.. besides, we all need bad posts to compare the good ones to and so know there's such thing as good, anyway. So there. (I'm even re-using material. Terrible..)

Day 3 then, and a song that makes me infinitely happy. IF ONLY I COULD LISTEN TO IT ON MY iPOD which is currently being retarded and unlockable and therefore in the doghouse. By which, I mean in my bag with me silently pleading that the battery will run out soon, so that the next time I charge it it will magically unlock..? I was just saying how vital it was the other day too, famous last freaking words.

I'm going to make myself feel better about the whole affair by dancing manically to this, and so should you.



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A quick'en, as I've found myself feeling somewhat rubbish, and not even Sufjan Stevens can help me, even though he's been trying his very best. Thank you Sufjan, but please go away now and no you can't follow me into the shower :(

I've therefore come to the conclusion I need sleep er, nowplz as I did in fact oversleep for work today. Plus I seemed to spend 68.23% of my time catching up with myself so not the best of days, but we all gotta have them.. to compare the good ones to and know there's such thing as good in the first place. So there. :p

For continuity purposes, the froggies have stopped (SCORE) and pissed off somewhere (hopefully under the tyre of a passing car), but in their place is the most ridiculous amount of frogspawn I've ever seen, to ensure the whole sordid business continues next year. Result :|

All in all, boring day, the high(low?)light of which was watching Louis Theroux return to that bat-shit crazy family in Kansas that go on about God hating gay people/jews/elephants/everyone. If only they knew that what they are doing is indeed 100% disproving their own theory.. because if God existed, surely he'd have sent some snipers to mow the fuckers down by now, eh. Good for a few laughs at a) some exceedingly poorly constructed "fact" clusters masquerading as arguments and b) what it's possible for children to look like (shudder) after generations of inter-breeding. I wonder if any of my army of 8 followers saw it? Do let me know your thoughts, if you feel so inclined..

Anyway, not feeling particularly on form word and/or lifewise so not going to tippy typey tap along a whole lot more. Instead, I'll just let the words of this monstrosity describe life for you, OR NOT. If you relate to this song in any way, then good for you, I'm glad you finally found something after spending so long being misunderstood etc etc but please find the "close" button on your little internet window and use it accordingly. Like, now. Cheerzzz..

Henceforth I present to you day two, and my least favourite song of all time / candidate for worst song ever. Including Rebecca Black. (nb. If you are in aforementioned epihphany of understanding, and have been recently living under a rock, you might want to check her out too.. )



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I find myself halfway back on 04/04 at 23:31, although this is mainly due to being woken up for the FIFTH night in a row by randy frogspawn-spawning frogs in the pond, GO AWAY PLEASE, :(

Some things.. I started this weekend with heatstroke (fail) but ended it by finding out that someone I really didn't like actually pissed themselves, so six of one, half a dozen of the other. I'm attempting to recover from the former by thinking about the latter and laughing heartily as much as I can. Hahahahahhaha :)

Anyway, something I've been thinking about for a bit.. in order to forcibly hit myself around the head a little with the old writing inspiration.. I'm going to delve a little (ergh.. delve) into tosserish territory (yeah yeah, more than usual, let's pre-empt that one right there) and complete something of a thirty day song challenge. I say something, it's title is Thirty Day Song Challenge so I guess that's actually exactly what it is. I've seen it around on That Shitty Blue Logoed Website That Nobody Should Talk About In Real Life, but have major qualms with having to post something on TSBLWTNSTAIRL every day. So, this is a fingers up to Zuckerberg, and a step along the selfish road of rediscovering music I forgot I loved so much. Enjoy, or don't, I will :)

So, day one.. my favourite song, which incidentally I am going to use to put myself back to sleep, ahh....... <3

Radiohead - Pyramid Song from Wes Dorris on Vimeo.

One blog in a whole month then, wow, that's pretty crappy. Although, life hasn't been on fire with writeable opportunities... but that doesn't mean one page in thirty days is nothing short of lacklustre. I guess this just sums up the mood I'm always taken by as the nights draw in, I hate this time of year more than any other...I find it so hard to get motivated to do anything other than lying down, and more than anything I want endless balmy evenings dammit >:(

Ridiculous few days...in the nicest possible way! Only yesterday did I actually stop, and this was of course also the moment I realised how tired I actually was and began to fall asleep whilst playing mini golf....

So, as half-arsedly promised I'm going to elaborate a little on what have essentially been two lists :p today finds me sat once more at the red desk, the rain is raining itself down and my legs are full of that muscular pain you get when you work out too much. Every day when I've returned from camp I've been buzzing on the remnants of a day telling thirteen 9-year-olds what to do - even when I've been practically falling asleep on the train? This excess energy entails me either sitting in front of various screens - pointless as I don't gain anything and feel somehow more awake - or, better, going on an epic bike ride most days to tire myself out physically so that (logically anyway) sleep will arrive. Today is the exception only because I feel the beginnings of a sore throat tickling away, and don't want to be sickington gay for the weekend when I have my very first out of town visitors :)))

I made this thing a whole lot privater...not really sure why...just got a little creeped out about internet presences and such. There you go. That's that. This is this. Life is life. Etc.

A blog without a blogger, a sad affair indeed. After somewhat of a (...n improptu) hiatus I'm sat at the bright red desk with many a word working its' way down my arm, from brain to fingertip...and on to computer screen. The phone is ringing but it's a freephone number and i STILL don't have the confidence to speak on the phone auf Deutsch, my final hurdle. I'll be working on it, someday.

Argh! Life has done its perpetual life-type thing and taken me away with it for two and a half whole weeks... the family have gone away on Urlaub and taken the computer away with them so, although much has happened in this fairly small period its been reduced to bullet points that have sat not so neatly in the back of my travel journal... until such time as I lay my grubby fingers upon my rather fancy new baby pink netbook, ie now, its sweeeeeeeeeeet :) and so are you for bearing with me until rightaboutnow :)

Firstly, today finds me rather confused due to overtiredness. After going to watch a play in some outdoor theatre (where? now that's what they call undiscloseable information until...about 5 days time as it happens) i ended up out till about 2, rising at 8. I then went out and about, again at an undisclosed location, with some of the very best, getting home about 3 this morning. Therefore things like ordering the day and generally walking/breathing/being are proving rather hard, I'm desperate for a nap, and the fact some crappy little critter has decided to bite chunks out of my poor torso just makes the whole affair rather too upsetting for my taste. zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

Therefore, to minimise the distress to my poor nonfunctioning brain, I'm not even going to bother joining up the points I wanted to make into any sort of sequential sense, and instead am going to just copy the points I hurriedly scribbled down in pencil. You call this lazy, I call it an economical timesaving idea of maximus genoisity. Heh

First up,

FASANERIE
I went to a lake and swam in the proper outdoors, just like Ray Mears. It was most fantabulous and just the right temperature. Lots of sunbathing Germans were there (not naked, more about this later though. blegh) as they don't live nowhere near no beach dahn sarf innit, but the beach atmosphere was certainly recreated, acceeee. Me and my companions swam from one side of the lake, to the other and back, and debated comandeering a German lady's water raft. Then realised we were outnumbered 3 to about 384...so changed our minds. Note to self = next time bring raft or other such lilo object.

NIGHT OUT
A few beers in the lake later (yuhuh classy), we were heading for mine and then the nightlife of Muenchentown. There's this club called Cord which is better on a Friday than a Saturday, but still indeed passable on a Saturday. A kind of electro indie mashup thing, and yes I felt like a twat writing that sentence. A friend even bought some Proper Germans from her office, and I spoke to them a lot and although feedback was that it was a bit strange I was still understood, KAPOW life points time... I award myself 50 :)) Not much else to say about this night apart from I danced, had a few beers and generally a merry old time. Ja

TOLLWOOD
Amazing! A little fairylighted festival in the Olympiapark which is on twice a year at Christmas and in summer, and free for anyone to have a wanderaround in the day or evening (until about 1am when it closes for the night). There's pretty much anything that you can think of, loads of different types of music and a recreation of a moroccan street inside a tent, complete with cushiony bar and shisha pipes. So atmospheric, and indeed the best place to take photos, if either time I went I had remembered to bring my camera. Loser

SCREWY U BAHNS
Imagine getting on the last train home and going one stop, then being told by transport police to get off, therefore being stuck in the city. Imagine then calling a friend and going to a bar instead. Yeah...imagine that. Fun night though, even despite my complete faildom with the public transport around here. All trains and trams should know that I'm a not-very-secret transport geek, why don't they return the love :(((