A Retreat To Normalcy

After any long travel, my body always reminds me how important rest is. Correspondingly, I never seem to listen. Even though I arrived back from Cape Town only last Tuesday, I’ve felt this urge to be productive, go to the gym, attend yoga courses, meet new people, and do all of the things. And if…

That woman knows who I am and loves me anyways

Never again will I underestimate South African winter. Never again. I wasn’t really here for the biting cold temperatures and freezing feet that I continue to endure. I was here for the all-together worthwhile task of visiting my far away boyfriend, Jim. There’s a lot of literature on the merits and perils of a long…

The Art of the Settle

Whenever moving accommodation is involved, I am inordinately focused on one thing: settling in. Hauling luggages and bags doesn’t matter to me as much as putting everything in an appropriate spot. What do I mean by that? I want to move my workouts to a time that’s suitable for my new routine. When should I…

Back to Berlin

Back in Berlin among the Kebab shops and bone-biting cold wind, I cant help the smile that crosses my face. I’m home again. The last couple weeks of the holidays were spent in Capetown and Durban, two cities as far away from Berlin that I could imagine (13,000 km to be exact). Exploring new exciting…

Christmas Travels and New Beginnings

Now that I’m reading the title of this post again, it’s looking a bit more cliche than I would like. I realise that I haven’t written a “personal” post in quite some time. Excuses, while I do have them, aren’t exactly the way I want to start out: so let me give you some background…