*thank you so much fat jellyfish for these amazing Pictures!
*pictures by: fat jelly
By now I am at an age when your body whispers into your ear at the next day “don’t ever do this again!“
Meanwhile I reach that age when High Heels literally force you to your knees, the very thought of them. Even better, that my trip to Berlin and after that to Munich (incidentally with the same case and clothes for nearly two weeks) started with the good old german game „I pack my suitcase and take with me…“ – and thereby it’s really funny, I took a pair of pumps that where 2 sizes smaller.
By this time I lay in my bed in the quiet Eifel (a small village in the countryside) and blog. And yes, I love to live in the village, where your neighbors see more than god.
I deserve it after my trip to Berlin and Munich, to stay in my bed and don’t leave the house for the next week. If you need more reasons to stay in bed: it’s cold, dark and not yet friday.
Who missed my „mimiiimiiiii“ about my chaotic trip, I shoulder this emotional load and travel back mentally. At the end of April 2016 I traveled with my fat jellyfish to Berlin, than back for a short trip to my family to celebrate my Birthday with them and back on the road again to munich.
Notabene with just one case!
And I deliberated it and cramed my entire stuff into the smallest suitcase I could find. This way I have less to drag……and less to wear. What I noticed, when I wore the same look for the 4th time.
But no worries, I can better this.
Yes, I can better my own chaos. It was my first time in Munich and everything went wrong.
I am as I am, and therefor I am really clever. So I booked the night train, that came to a totally different time than I booked it and furthermore was unpunctual. And the worst, the train arrived in an incorrect order. It was bound to happen!
The moment you fall asleep in the night train to Munich and wake up in Basel, Switzerland. Yes, I left germany without even recognizing it.
And the cute Mr. Jöggli schmuggles you back to Munich without a ticket or anything, just a hand written letter. So to speak, never before I was in Switzerland.
There are pros and cons either way.
Nonetheless….in Berlin, with my big love, a dream came true. I had a Shooting on this lovely yellow basketball court. For my dreams I will also do it in undersized heels.