Hitting the Road.
Once again, I found myself sitting in a train. Dreary, freezing cold weather and sad winter landscape rushing by behind my window makes me feel bit nostalgic. Why, you ask? Because this whole traveling-back-and-forth thing was my life not so long ago.
Long hours sitting in my reserved seat always meant that I would be home soon. Or, it meant that the semester break neared its end and I was on my way back to Leipzig. Oh, sweet careless student times, I miss you. Don't get me wrong, I am looking forward to seeing 'ma town' again, can't wait to hug my great friend and spent some some quality time with her.
However, the visit is connected with some serious sh*t this time which I, unfortunately, can't avoid and which I've been dealing with since I finished school. But I know that once I am finished dealing with the (un)plesantries, I am allowed to roam around the city with my friend, doing the stuff we used to do when I still lived there.
I will, of course, take my camera with me everywhere I go and keep you posted about everything. This is me, signing off for nie because let me tell you, writing a blogpost on my pohone is the weirdest thing ever.
So until next time,
Čauko, Lenka
Long hours sitting in my reserved seat always meant that I would be home soon. Or, it meant that the semester break neared its end and I was on my way back to Leipzig. Oh, sweet careless student times, I miss you. Don't get me wrong, I am looking forward to seeing 'ma town' again, can't wait to hug my great friend and spent some some quality time with her.
However, the visit is connected with some serious sh*t this time which I, unfortunately, can't avoid and which I've been dealing with since I finished school. But I know that once I am finished dealing with the (un)plesantries, I am allowed to roam around the city with my friend, doing the stuff we used to do when I still lived there.
I will, of course, take my camera with me everywhere I go and keep you posted about everything. This is me, signing off for nie because let me tell you, writing a blogpost on my pohone is the weirdest thing ever.
So until next time,
Čauko, Lenka










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