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I read somewhere: October 2006
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On hiatus, wandering around, trying to remember where on earth I read something. Four stupid monkeys thought it would be a good idea to drink tequila. Outcome? Never Drinking. Again. Plus we nearly got beaten up by these wild Scottish girls whom Trace told where to go. We were saved by an adrenaline-fueled taxi driver who whisked us away faster than we could say "step on it! And laughed so hard that Im sure the driver was about to say "Are you girls heading back to St. Vincent's Psych Unit then? Girl wit...
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I read somewhere: August 2007
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On hiatus, wandering around, trying to remember where on earth I read something. Das Leben in Deutschland. Jess, my lovely Welsh friend whom I met in Paris, in front of Chinese Pavilion at Schloss Sans Souci, Potsdam. Dresden, 3 hours by train from Berlin. Great barouque East German city. A smaller Brandenburg Tor in Potsdam. Corridor at Husemann Strasse. Bizarre advertisment for cigarettes. Jess, tah-dah-ing, at Parisien Platz, Berlin. Brandenburg Tor in background. On top of the Reichstag. Smell should...
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I read somewhere: July 2006
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On hiatus, wandering around, trying to remember where on earth I read something. Warum ist die Banane krumm? Why is the banana crooked? German expression, used when a question has no answer. While still available at exorbitant prices (exorbitant for bananas anyway), the decrease in average intake of this once common, lowly regarded fruit must come at a price. And they thought Galileo was crazy. It's true, the universe does not revolve around Earth. Click here. Thanks to Aaron for the link! Kristin and Ph...
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I read somewhere: August 2006
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On hiatus, wandering around, trying to remember where on earth I read something. I am officially on hiatus. I have submitted my thesis and never want to see it again. In reality, I probably will see it again when the time for emmendations comes in a few months. I will also need to write a couple of papers and present at a conference in October but apart from that, I am done. Im also done-in. Friday night was spent celebrating Ana's birthday down at Bungalow 8, King Street Wharf. I think I can speak f...
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I read somewhere: November 2006
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On hiatus, wandering around, trying to remember where on earth I read something. Chiang Mai, the hill tribes and the Loy Kratong festival. Local handicrafts in the Karen village. Mr Dong and Jiab, our group leader, met us in Chiang Mai on the last night for Loy Kratong, a week-long annual celebration in Thailand to fuel good luck, education and insight. The lights (lanterns, fireworks, candles) symbolise this insight but also create a city that is electric! Some of the group at the Loy Kratong festival.
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I read somewhere: Sweet job
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On hiatus, wandering around, trying to remember where on earth I read something. Do we get to hear more! Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Life is too important to take seriously Oscar Wilde. View my complete profile. Girl with Dove. Pablo Picasso. Early days in Berlin. Finding the Australian of the year. Tom Cruise is Nuts. The gorgeous Jack Johnson. Brought to you by CBT Dont Cure Ugly.
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I read somewhere: September 2006
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On hiatus, wandering around, trying to remember where on earth I read something. Liv and Matt at their local. It was magical. It was more than I had imagined. It was my first time in Melbourne. I finally managed to catch a plane south for the weekend to visit friends and explore Melbourne and its surrounds. Do I scream "tourist" with my camera? No, I had said "skim" cappucino, not "skinny" he offered reassuringly. I was not convinced. The restaurants, bars and clubs were warm and friendly. Melbournit...
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I read somewhere: Ingredients for my perfume
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On hiatus, wandering around, trying to remember where on earth I read something. Ingredients for my perfume. Wouldn't it be great if we could bottle chosen aspects of life and carry them with us? A perfume full of personal experiences. Though unlike in the book Perfume, I want a concoction for sustenance- full of the best smells, tastes, sights and sounds I find. Id collect it all up and dab some on wherever I am in the world. In a little oasis wonderland here in Prenzlauerberg. Sometimes I think Im.
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I read somewhere: Århus, "arguably" Denmark's oldest city
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On hiatus, wandering around, trying to remember where on earth I read something. Århus, "arguably" Denmark's oldest city. I looked down at my jeans and noticed that once again, an ice cream stain stared me contemptuously in the face. No doubt from my last shift, despite wearing a long apron and sidestepping smeared utensils and grimy kids like a camp guy on farm duty. I was tempted to have a sniff, I wasn. We brunched, lunched and dined on all the Danish favourites (to name some: the BEST hotdogs. In the...
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I read somewhere: Das Leben in Deutschland
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On hiatus, wandering around, trying to remember where on earth I read something. Das Leben in Deutschland. Jess, my lovely Welsh friend whom I met in Paris, in front of Chinese Pavilion at Schloss Sans Souci, Potsdam. Dresden, 3 hours by train from Berlin. Great barouque East German city. A smaller Brandenburg Tor in Potsdam. Corridor at Husemann Strasse. Bizarre advertisment for cigarettes. Jess, tah-dah-ing, at Parisien Platz, Berlin. Brandenburg Tor in background. On top of the Reichstag.
