Boxing Day

Boxing Day

Juhuu! We’ll move house, finally!! But first comes the work and then the pleasure. I just wish instead of books I’d liked collecting stamps… 😉 XX, Angie the master packer! *Tetris theme plays in background* Advertisements

Oh look, it’s sunny…

I am sick. I caught the classical it’s-finally-sunny-I-don’t-need-my-jacket-cold. I’ve been sick the whole week to be precise. And it sucks. I am sick of being sick!
I feel useless. My biggest accomplishment of the day is to move from the bed to the sofa and then back again… And yes, it’s finally sunny! The whole last week, every single day, the sun was shining, blue skies, birds chirping – as far as I could tell from the window!! 😛

At this point I can hear my mum: “patient derivates form being patient, you just have to hold out” *arrrgh* but it’s so booooring!

Well, but being sick has positive sides as well: getting up late and wasting a whole day watching movies without that nasty feeling of guilt; getting away with not showering all day (the sofa’s not gonna complain if I stink); peanut butter and Nutella galore because let’s face it, if you are sick you can eat whatever you want and my lovely flatmates constantly asking if I’d like another cup of tea.

Ok, so being sick might have some nice aspects. But it’s definitely more nasty than nice. I mean for instance, yesterday I cooked my own chicken broth. Right, here we go! How do you know you’re grown up? That’s how you know: You cook your own chicken soup when you are sick. For yourself. How sad is that? Ergo: being a grown-up sucks and being a very un-funny activity, it has to be avoided at all costs. In my ranking of painful moments of realising reality this comes right along with knowing I’ll never see The Beatles play live, global warming and the agony of being 25 and trying to figure out what to do in life.

krank Collage_IIBut Andrea tasted it and based on my soup cooking skills officially declared me ready to be a grandmother. So I guess that’s nice 🙂

And with my very nourishing and delicious soup I watched the ultimate being-sick-movie, a story with fencing, fighting, torture, revenge, giants, monsters, chases, escapes, true love and miracles: The Princess Bride. Perfect!

I hope I get better soon!

XX, Angie

So we wanted to move…

I know it’s been a while. Well, that’s mainly due to some inconvenience concerning our flat…

Basically this is what happened: we wanted to move house at the end of February and we found that amazing flat in Shadwell, which Andrea, James, Gonzo and me were going to share. Everything was just perfect. Too perfect. Because on the day before the move the agency called us up, telling us that the landlord changed his mind and we cannot move in. — Disaster. It was a truly terrible day and for a moment I honestly thought we were going to be homeless! But luckily everything turned out alright. We were super lucky and could stay another month in the flat we are in right now!

So on the one hand we were really lucky to be able to stay a little longer in our flat. But on the other hand that means that we are back into house hunting once again. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not complaining (not really) but it’s just so tedious! I feel like we’ve seen a thousand flats and houses over the last weeks, from acceptable-but-with-a-catch to omg-why-did-we-even-bother-to-see-that??. Not to mention how time and money consuming it is to look for a nice place to stay…

Anyway, we are not homeless – and keeping in mind everything that happened and that we didn’t spent a single night sleeping under a bridge, I think we’re pretty well off!

So let me share with you guys my Top Tips for desperation-preventing and nerve-calming:

brownieSweets! After getting up early, traveling to another part of the city, talking to a slimy agent just to see a property that’s absolutely not worth it, treat yourself to some nice dolce and caffé. Andrea and me spent half an hour waiting in the rain to see that crappy apartment in Mile End – but on the way home we found that cute Italian café that definitely balanced all the effort!

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Have a bath! I literally soaked in the bathtub for one hour last Friday. Candles, loads of foam and bubbles and finally some time to relax worked wonders on me! And maybe the little fact that I finally had time to use my glittery Frozen bubble bath! 🙂

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A new roommate: as I said, we’ve been very luck indeed that our landlord didn’t find new tenants for our flat yet. But James actually had to move out, as his room was already rented out again. So he is crushing on our couch now, with all his stuff in the corner of our living room.
But it’s great! I mean we were meant to share a flat anyway and James is a very happy person, sharing his positive energy with us.shoesII

Shoes. That’s about it. Again: shoes.  No other words needed and I guess all female beings out there understand me. 😉
As for me I got these glamorous silver high heels. Yep, I have no Idea what I’m gonna wear them with (shhh, they are totally my style) but I’ll figure it out. I just had to have them.

So yeah, that’s about it. If you ever find yourself in a similar situation, just follow my simple step-by-step tips to prevent despair and keep the spirit up.

Thank you and good night,

XX, Angie

Sunday in the Park(s)

Today I woke up at 8:30(!) – well actually I got woken up by James who needed help bringing all his stuff from the cab to our flat. Having done my good deed of the day, I went right back to bed.
When I woke up for the second time, James had bought me breakfast and we spent a nice morning chatting about digital revolution, approachable online content and sourdough bread. 

In order to seize the day and make the most of the beautiful weather I set off for a lovely walk in the afternoon. The sun was shining as if she wanted to tell us: Never fear, Spring is coming! 🙂
I started off by crossing the Queen Elizabeth Olympic Park and walked past the ArcelorMittal Orbit. I have you to know, that Gonzo and me tried to have a walk in the Queen Elizabeth Park before – but we just never found it! 😛 As the park was only opened to public last April, some of the gates were still closed until very recently. And whenever we wanted to go there we simply never happened to come along an open one! So this was definitely a first!
The ArcelorMittal Orbit is another story. The unspeakable thing – I cannot imagine anyone remembering that name! In fact, I just call it The Rollercoaster, as that’s what it looks like – is a very modern sculpture and apparently an observation tower in the middle of the park. It’s quite funny to look at, as it’s bright red and, as said before, looks more like a ride from an amusement park than an observation tower. Anyway, I like the Archi-Thingy-Orbit; it always shows me that I’m close to home when I spot it from a night bus or the Overground.

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I walked a little further until I reached River Lea Canal. To be honest, at this point I got a little lost. I know the City of London means very well by putting up those little columns with maps everywhere – but the maps are not §%&# oriented north!!! I really don’t get that! How is anyone supposed to find help by a map that faces a different point of the compass every time you look at it??
Ok, maybe it’s just me… anyway I got lost. But never mind, the weather was nice and I truly enjoyed the walk along the canal! When I finally reached Bow flyover I realised that this way I’d never reach Hackney Wick, so I walked all the way back and in the right direction.

Soon I reached Victoria Park, which apparently is the city’s oldest purpose-built park and also my actual destination of today. Unfortunately it got kinda cloudy and a nasty cold wind came up. Not so much spring any more, more like autumn. But the walk through the park was nice anyway. Slowly I strolled all the way down to the boating lake where I rewarded myself with a nice hot cup of tea in the Pavilion. Overlooking the lake I defrosted my fingers and braced myself for the homebound journey.

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When I stepped out of the café it started drizzling though, so I made my way to the bus stop. And just as I jumped on the bus it started to rain fully and proved my theory: the weather in England definitely is bi-polar!
I got the front seat on the upper deck – and happy like a little kid I’d like to report that I count that as the cherry on top of my Sunday-adventure! 😀

Hope you had a good day too!

XX, Angie