Friday, August 31, 2007
summer of 2007
since it is the last day of august i felt like looking back and sharing my summer adventures. no real vacation this summer as our car turned out to be a costly thing to own--broke down when we least expected it--- money down the drain.
but there was some "cheap" fun, anyway. we went to a festival UMSONST UND DRAUSSEN (for free) to hear some good and funky music. headliner was tito and the tarantula which i personally did not care for. the lead singer seemed too stone to really know what he was doing, but there were some great bands before tito.
after i finshed my internship we spent some time in switzerland at my aunts house. michael was sick for most of a few days but i had a good and relaxed time there.
for a week we took care of my moms house while she was on vacation. fed the cat, watered the plants, enjoyed the garten and hated the rain. it was pouring down for 5 days in a row; felt like in ireland...constant light drizzle.
good thing we had plans: we (that is michael, claudia--good friend of ours and myself) refurbished an old kitchen cabinett. lots and lots of work but at the end of the day we could see the results of what we did--very fullfilling. the pictures speek for themselves, i guess! do you not simple adore my outfit???
went ot celebrate my grandfather's birthday. traditionally-the sun is shining on his special day and we hang out in the garden under an old cherry tree, play games and eat cakes and pies until we burst. (an alle kubb-fans: immer wieder großartig, wir haben dieses jahr definitiv nicht oft genug gespielt--hier weihe ich meine familie ein und sogar mein opa fands super).
the last week of michael's summer vacation was spent leipzig: visiting friends, catching up, enjoying the city.
last weekend michael actually convinced me to go on a longer bike tour (all day). it was great riding along a beautiful river, not too many hills on the way but ripe apples and pears on trees along the roads! took some apples home and made a pie.
Tuesday, August 28, 2007
lazy, crazy
have not written for two month...still feels like it is more approriate to blog while traveling.
anyhow.....yesterday wild things happened: michael went down to our basement where our bikes are. he was on his way to work. two minutes later he dashed into the apartment, swearing. his bike and one of our neighbour's was stolen. the two most fancy one, of course. my old wreck was still there. well, michael took my bike and left for school--when ten minutes later my mobile rang. MICHAEL HAD FOUND HIS BIKE ON HIS WAY TO THE SCHOOL, LOCKED, IN FRONT OF A HUGE APARTMENT BUILIDUNG. It was so crazy....he called the police but they-----did nothing but fill out an amaaaaaazing amount of paperwork and act as arrogant idiots. they did not care what would happen to the bike neither did they help to break the lock OR call a locksmith. finally they left, without a greeting, and we just stood there: stunned. WHY ON EARTH DO PEOPLE NOT TRUST IN THE POLICE??? Well, it seems like they are not a lot of help when you need them. So I guarded the bicycle, Michael went to get professional help and we finally retrieved his possession.
i was so angry....
on the bright side: how lucky to have ones bike stolen and get it back---all in one day?
anyhow.....yesterday wild things happened: michael went down to our basement where our bikes are. he was on his way to work. two minutes later he dashed into the apartment, swearing. his bike and one of our neighbour's was stolen. the two most fancy one, of course. my old wreck was still there. well, michael took my bike and left for school--when ten minutes later my mobile rang. MICHAEL HAD FOUND HIS BIKE ON HIS WAY TO THE SCHOOL, LOCKED, IN FRONT OF A HUGE APARTMENT BUILIDUNG. It was so crazy....he called the police but they-----did nothing but fill out an amaaaaaazing amount of paperwork and act as arrogant idiots. they did not care what would happen to the bike neither did they help to break the lock OR call a locksmith. finally they left, without a greeting, and we just stood there: stunned. WHY ON EARTH DO PEOPLE NOT TRUST IN THE POLICE??? Well, it seems like they are not a lot of help when you need them. So I guarded the bicycle, Michael went to get professional help and we finally retrieved his possession.
i was so angry....
on the bright side: how lucky to have ones bike stolen and get it back---all in one day?
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