The attentive longtime reader of this blog might remember my stay in Australia - OMG, already sooo long ago. I went to a surf camp to finally learn how to master them goddam waves. With a group of people, we were taken up the coast all the way from Sydney to Byron Bay, stopping at various places to be dipped into the sea. Although it felt a bit like a schooltrip without teachers (we had a massive party on the rolling bus with people saltoing in the aisle), there were some nice people I was actually to meet again thanks to facebook.
One of them payed am a visit in Berlin last weekend. Ciaran, a police officer now living in Perth was on home duty in Ireland for a family affair and hopped over here for a few days. City Slicker as I am , I wasn't quite prepared or the veggie-denying meat-only attitude towards food of real men. I hope it was rather out of curiosity than pure despair, Ciaran bought his brekky favs and thus left me with cornflakes, eggs and cheese. Thank you, Ciaran!
I really hate giving the tourist tour, mainly because most of the Berlin sights are located in Mitte where I hardly ever go if I don't have to. I might do this part of town wrong, but Berlin looks like any capital with its sights there and not at all what it is loved for.
Apart from freshing up my memories of Berlins sights, Ciaran made me another wonderful gift I cannot thank him enough for: he tuned my guitar! Turns out he plays a bit himslef and I seized the chance and got mine from her hiding place on the wardrobe. Now she actually sounds like a guitar again and not liek some torture instrument. I also found my note sheet and practised some yesterday. One step towards fulfilling my new years resolution ;-)
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