Even though my second month in Germany isn’t technically over yet, this post has to go up today, as I’ll be on my way to a little trip abroad with 5 friends and one Chihuahua on the 31st. More to that later on.
The past month here has been both great and really exhausting. While work has been quite stressful and even frustrating at times, 5 people have made my days here unforgettable:
- Anna Maria: a Spanish/German girl that can drink beer like you’ve never seen it
- Elvan: a sassy girl that’ll tell you exactly what she’s thinking and doesn’t take any shit from anyone
- Philip: a super happy German guy (my gym bro) who has to suffer through my gluten intolerance jokes on a daily basis
- Lukas: the most relaxed guy you’ll ever meet, who looks bored most of the time but will also shush random people when he’s drunk
- Kevin: a ridiculously tall guy who is definitely from Bavaria but won’t admit it for his life.
Since being here I’ve done things that I wouldn’t usually do in the UK. At the beginning of October, for example, we had a holiday in the middle of the week, so we went to another town to go clubbing the night before. There was a whole event organised around this and the clubs were literally open until god knows when. On that night out we started with going to a concert at 9pm in one club, went to another 4 clubs afterwards, as well as one English pub. We then took the first train back to Friedrichshafen at 7am, eventually got home at around 8am and fell asleep at like half past 8, just to wake up at 12:30, because our internal clocks are screwed up from waking up early every day of the week.
We also went to Neuschwanstein Castle on the weekend, which looks to damn breathtaking in autumn, when the leaves are turning brown.
After a few eventful weeks together, we decided to make the most out of an upcoming holiday on November 1st and go to Budapest together. Now the planning of this was everything but easy, with different people wanting different things, but we did eventually manage to agree on how we’ll get there (we’re driving), as well as which Airbnb we’re staying at. Me being me, my first priority, once everything was set in stone, was to research places to visit and most importantly: FOOD! Whoever knows me, knows I love food. So I did some digging around in the good ol’ internet and found myself some restaurants and food markets that I can (and will!) visit in Budapest. I will most likely make a separate post about Budapest and what we did, what we saw and what we ate, once I’m back. I’ll make sure to put down the names of the restaurants we went to and mention if they are worth visiting.
This week has also been super eventful. On Wednesday I went to a wine tasting in Hagnau with a group of 35 interns from the firm I work at . The most important thing about this wine tasting, is that I was not supposed to go. Even though I was one of the first people to sign up for it, a random selection system they use, put me on the last spot of the waiting list (because that is just my luck). After repeatedly annoying the organiser of the event and trying to bribe him with all but my first born baby, enough places were cleared for me to come. Now I’d love to say that I have a newly developed knowledge of wine that I can show off at Christmas dinner, but unfortunately I must tell you that I just got drunk and ate a lot of bread. Two guys on our table also broke some glasses, so I can’t see us being invited back there any time soon.
And as it always happens to me, in my drunken state, I met a new Brazilian guy, who also works at the firm. Seriously, why am I always drunk when I meet new Brazilians? I somehow also managed to be drunk on Friday during a cocktail making event we had where he was also present. And then again, on Saturday during our beer pong tournament (for those who know me: yes, I drank beer. It still tastes disgusting), I met another 3 Brazilians and guess what? Drunk. I have, however, managed to get their numbers and we are planning to make some brigadeiro (a Brazilian dessert) during an international cooking event in December. Chances are, I’ll be sober for that.
In the meantime we’ll be counting down the days til we go to Budapest.
A foreigner abroad 