Maybe you want her. Maybe you need her. Maybe you started to compare to someone not there.

So in L.O.V.E. with my new jeans jacket! It's vintage, of course... 

(5 € at the second hand store where poor not fancy people shop.)

Le Lac de Kruth

So I did it. I bought the most expensive shoes in my intire life. No, no Manolo Blanics... Hiking shoes! Since I live in a city now that is surrounded by mountains and Clément also lives right below a big hill or little mountain, I thought it's time to invest money. Because all 500 employees at various shops in Germany and France agree: Don't save on shoes! So I paid with credit card and left the shop with a brand new pair of hiking shoes! Well, brand new... who knows how many people tried them in the shop and walked up and down that bridge with the heavy stones inserted to really make sure you don't twist your ankle... I don't want to know.

I was here.

The wet lands around the lake.

That's how it really was.

That's how I want you to think it was.

Little mice greeting the sun. 

The next of course, we had to go out and try them so we went to the lake Kruth just 30 km from Cléments place. It was a sunny day and we had fun leaving the lazy folks behind, leaving the path and climbing through waterfalls. So now we think we are ready to hike through the Pyrenees in France with a tent. We will see about that :)

Sharing parfum.

Auf einem Blatt in meinem Herz, steht dein Name an der Wand und ich will, dass du es erfährst...

I didn't have the time but I did it anyway. Some of the many unfinished things hanging around in my room are finished now. They will be on their way to their new owners. Only the blue bag with the bow arrived already and spends its time from now on with my sister.  

Berlin - du bist so wunderbar/kannst so hässlich sein

A month has passed since my last post. I don't know what happened but I guess I was very busy. Since the beginning of April I have been to all kind of places including Berlin. Clement and I met in Stuttgart to drive with two strangers and one car to Berlin. It was the Easter weekend and as you can imagine, the streets were full of cars. Luckily, Clement just bought a tablet so we could play angry birds for hours and hours. What should have been six turned out to take us a little longer but just in time for a midnight dinner, we arrived at the flat of our host, Jan. Jan welcomed us with a little homecooked meal and after that we went straight to bed to be ready and energetic for a day full of sight seeing! Jan as our tour guide did such a good job that we bumped into one of the four people that we know in Berlin! Clement's friend Laure! Unbelievable but true. So she joined us for a Döner on the Alexander Platz as well as for a nice dinner at Jan's place with her friend Hortense.

We had fun shouting at people that it's forbidden to smile and to have fun while interacting with the memorial. 

On Saturday, Jan left us to spend Easter with his family but was so kind to leave us he keys and his room. The day was a bit messy. We really missed a tour guide as well as a wizard. We got lost and ran around in the rain and what felt like minus 10 degrees like headless chicken because we couldn't decide on where to go and what to see. We had a list of 25 museums that we wanted to visit but all of them welcomed us with a long cue. And standing in the coldness waiting to get in didn't sound very appealing to us. So, we ended up just going to one, the "Topografie des Terrors". It's an exhibition about the nazi regime (a topic that you cannot escape) and shows the cruelty of that time. It kills all the good mood. It really kills all the trust that you want to have in humanity. But a saying that I find quite suitable here is "History is the crumbling of sense". We ended the day visiting another friend, Arne. Arne called his grandma to make sure he has everything he needs for making an amazing german dish for us called "Birnen mit Klütje". Just Google it... too bad that Google can't give you an impression of how good it was! But if you contact me, I can give you Arne's adress (or the one of his grandma) and they will make it for you, for sure!

On Sunday we got up early to get tickets for a tour with Berliner Unterwelten e.V. at the Gesundbrunnen. We wanted to climb into the last standing tower that Hitler built to defend Berlin, but we didn't have to right shoes. I you go to Berlin, bring the right shoes to do this tour. It should be awesome. If you can only bring one pair of shoes and because it's Berlin, you want to bring the nice ones (vintage, they have to be vintage of course), you can do one of the other eight (nine, ten) tours they offer. I'm sure all of them are nice. Our tour started at one so we had time to visit the
Mauerpark, a big fleamarket that takes place every sunday. We had some nice veggie food there and bought some cutesy little things. Then the tour started. We did the one through two bunkers that could have saved some percent of the inhabitians for some days. The Führer did a great job and explained in a very entertaining way the fun facts about the bunker. It was crazy to hear how many times the world stood on the edge to erasing itself. The bombs on the radar that were not really there but because of the flaws of the Sovjets. And this brave commander that convinced everyone that it's his shitty programm to recognize bombs and not really America sending them their greetings.

So all in all a very packed weekend, full of reunions, history and capital vibes.












Berlin is just beautiful in it's very own ways.