Indeed friends it has been a while. Traveling so much and finishing the last month of  my internship has really made this blog spot suffer. Good thing I am BACK and ready to post a billion and one pics:

Heidelburg RISE Conference:

Of course it was beautiful, but I was certainly distracted by the 300 RISE students all in one hostel and the free meals and fun times that were sure to ensue.  I personally had some really fun unplanned events.

As you can see Heidelberg has water EVERYWHERE…i would recommend jumping in it. It was so hot there that it actually turned into a necessity. This canal here was located behind the hostel and it was a great spot for chilling and cooling off in. Yes yes, there was a swimming pool down the road, but why pay when Germany has already created a fabulous swimming hole

Feeding 300

The “300 RISErs together in one place” meal they set-up at a local restaurant was something to fathom. It was complete insanity and waiting for hours was def on the menu…but the food was amazing…take peek

Studying in Germany

The company tours and talks RISE set-up were really interesting. I def think BASF has a new intern coming soon! I got some contact information and am really excited about the possibility of getting my masters in Germany. Although I only have a couple of years of German under my belt I am able and willing to learn more and broaden my horizons.

Speaking of HORIZONS…after the city tour a bunch of us decided to climb a huge mountain in Heidelberg. Yeah it was over 90 degrees…but from these pics you can tell it was def and adventure:

At the end of the day it was all about…FOOTBALL. haha jk but on a nice sidenote I was on water-front waiting for fireworks when Germany was confirmed 3rd in the FIFA World Cup. A nice end to a beautiful trip to Heidelberg and a nice time with new friends

Because I intend to be a GLOBAL person, I started with pen pals from an early age. Rarely do people get to meet one’s penpal…but I had the great opportunity to hang with mine on 2 different occasions, in 2 different countries! Pierre and I have been mailing since I was in the 11th grade (bout 5yrs!),  last summer he said he would be stopping thru near my town…so we hung out at my university and had a blast! THIS summer I tell him, guess who’s coming for a visit? Here are the awesome pics of my trip to Paris to visit Pierre

**CAUTION: You should really get a reservation if your going from Germany to Paris by train over the weekend. Sometimes its even mandatory…so make sure your aware of the train situation less you get stranded in Frankfurt till 6am like I did :/ **

Pierre lives in Bretigny, Paris…lovely little town with lovely little BBQ parties for me to attend the first night I arrive. I must say I really love just relaxing with the natives and not being a tourist!

The next day Pierre and I went exploring Paris and even met up with Sami (Pierre’s road tripping friend when he visited me in America)…an awesome reunion! I must mention I went to Paris before at the beginning of the summer, this go round I didn’t need to visit ALL the attractions…

Then Sami and I had quite the adventure on one of the tallest buildings in Paris:

I introduced Pierre and Sami to Cold Stone in America, so they took me to a delicious ice cream place in Paris! Then after I was also introduced to a new style of pizza, with an EGG  on top…yumm:

After our lovely day trip to Paris, Pierre and I said bye to Sami and headed back to Bretigny. The next morning we went sight-seeing around Bretigny and then it was sadly time for me to go. I loved the time i spent in Paris and was so happy for the hospitality of my two french hosts Pierre and Sami

Finally after many hectic days, as I settle down on a peaceful Friday evening to write down my next  blog post, which I wanted to be about the World cup fever in Germany, its already a week since everything has come to an end. So, I guess its too late now, anyway, we all know what a spectacular sporting summer this was. Overall, it has been a memorable world cup journey for Germany. A young and dynamic team that was put together in the last minute, blending together and making their coach proud, the boys have definitely showed great spirit and character. Sadly, our friend from the Oberhausen Aquarium wanted to eat from the Spanish box during the semis, and our boys had to take that mental pressure during the game ( I firmly believe this to be the reason for their lack of aggressiveness in that match) but made up for it with a thumping victory in the Spiel um Platz 3. That was an awesome match, and we finished the tournament as winners.

Football is earnestly played and followed in Germany, as in any other European country and you would have to go through a large number of Germans before you come across one who would actually say that he doesn’t really care about football. The Euro cup is more like a war here, my friend had told me 2 years back. I was eagerly looking forward to the opportunity to experience football here and also see for myself how the Germans celebrate it..

Particularly the victories against England and Argentina were amazing. The city centre gets filled up with people reveling with flags, vuvuzelas etc. Normally its not allowed to honk your car in Germany unless absolutely necessary, (quite strange for me, because in India you can’t move an inch without honking!) but the rules are relaxed on a day when Germany wins the game. All through the city people take their cars out and keep honking all the way and greet each other. People peep out of car windows, stand up on their cars or keep running across the streets in between the vehicles and simply have fun! The Polizei just keeps a watchful eye on it and just doesn’t mind on that day. People really celebrate a victory with full enthusiasm and happiness and I, together with my friends joined the celebrations here in Bielefeld, waving a German flag and blowing a vuvuzela (after the Argentina match). That was fun!

I caught the last match against Uruguay (for many the World cup practically ended there, only a few cared about the finals) at a restaurant in Bonn, along with my other Indian Scholarship holders during the DAAD Stipendiatentreffen in Bonn.

This was a 2 day event organized for the DAAD Fellows from Nordrhein-Westfalen, Rheinland – Pfalz and Saarland. It was a really fruitful meeting and one must say, a very commendable initiative from DAAD. It’s one thing to award scholarships and support students but to organize regular interactive meetings and gatherings, on such a large scale to bring together people from countries all over the world, is really something great.  As many as 5 different hotels in Bonn were reserved to  accommodate around 500 people along with their families and also bus services arranged to pick up and drop them from different cities across 3 states of Germany!

The Secretary General   Dr. Christian Bode simply ruled the inaugural evening with his majestic presence, excellent sense of humour and humble acceptance of our wishes. He will be retiring later this year, after completing 20 years of outstanding service. He was respected by one and all and will be missed a lot by his colleagues and also ourselves. The one thing that struck me about the man was his clever and quick witted humour. The whole of the introductory speech to the evening gathering was filled with sarcastic pulls, cheeky taunting and enjoyable wit, making the speech always light and fun.  He was given a special Adieu by the choir group from Deutsche Welle who gave a wonderful performance with  a truly international collection of songs.

At the dinner, he showed that he could turn into a good singer too. He rendered a small piece that goes like, “Warum ist es am Rhein so schön ?” and he did it with class. Later students from different countries got onto the stage in turns and sang songs that represented their country and that made the evening even more splendid and underlined the aspect that this gathering involved diverse people coming together and appreciating each other’s cultures. We, the Indian group sang our national song called , “Vande Mataram”.

The next day we had multiple events running parallel and I took part in a quiz “How much do you know about Germany?” . It was more of fun than anything like a competition among teams or so. The initial questions were dead easy (like recognizing the Reichstag and the Kölner Dom) but later it got tougher, like identifying the flags of the countries sharing a border with Germany.

After lunch we took a trip to a nearby town called Linz. A small and typical historic German town on the banks of the Rhein, this city like many others deserves quite a lot of time for passionate tourists to visit and appreciate every single cultural highlight that was presented. We had limited time and decided to check out the Pfarrkirche St. Martin  (A parish church )which was the nearest place to visit form the market place. We also checked out the old city gate (Stadttor) on our way back and the walls had markings of the level to which the Rhein had flooded during particular years. The records were amazing – there was a level marking that was made somewhere around 900 A.D and recently upto 1996!

The return journey to Bonn was on a ship and what should have been an enjoyable, breezy sail, turned out to be a hot and sultry ordeal, thanks to the hottest summer that day. But still, we enjoyed the trip for the most part of it

For dinner, the buses were called again and we were taken to Waldau a restaurant in the middle of the forests! After some great food, we checked out the platz 3 match against Uruguay and then had a great party to finish the evening.The next day was Sunday and we checked out from our hotels after breakfast. The organizers were so considerate that they had even packed some lunch for us neatly in take away bags.

My sincere appreciations to DAAD and the programme orgarnizers for a wonderful weekend programme. And my sincere wishes and good-bye to Dr. Bode.

Suddenly the people were living forever and the sense of life was lost. There were no reasons to work, to maintain social boundaries, to understand the value of time. Is it death what moves our societies? The question is quite interesting. I was sitting in the Spinnerei, an old cotton factory located in Leipzig that today is a contemporary artistic workshop. On the stage, when the characters discover that they do not have to die, they have an exuberant reaction that slowly become in an apathetic existence. The play was called “Politik der Unsterblichen” and it was, officially, my first theater play “auf Deutsch”. On my way home, I thought about it: What if we could choose not to die? What if we have “all the time”?

During the last three weeks I have not updated my blog. The time, in reality, flows. Sometimes, when we are expecting for something or someone, every second is an eternity. You could calculate the effort of the hands in the clock. They do not want to me. They doubt. In other scenarios, time is worthy: You have to learn German, to prepare the documents for your University, to enjoy the three months of summer, to celebrate your birthday, to buy food, to sleep, to wake up on time, to take the S-Bahn at the right time…

In my effort to learn as-much-as-possible, I listen the radio every day. I read the newspapers. On my last travel to Berlin, I read in Der Spiegel, an article about young prostitution in Amsterdam. A mother has lost her daughter and she has visited whorehouses in order to find her. What does represent “time” for her? What does represent “time” for humanity when we think about Gulf of Mexico and British Petroleum? The news talk about it every day: The environmental catastrophe is an open-chapter. Do we have time to stop it? What about climate change? Time, therefore, is the essential element where our personal and collective challenges and dramas occur.

It is complicated to take care of you and to try to change the world in which we live. I have had a meeting with my partners and my professor in the Lateinamerika Institut, at the Freie Universität Berlin. I am going to start my doctoral studies in three months and all the researches they are doing right now are just amazing: Prostitution in Mexico, racism and exclusion of Black or Indigenous populations in Ecuador, Mexico or Brasil, family disintegration and migration to the United States. Is science neutral? Could science be blind to the issues of our societies today? Do we have time to delay solutions?

The theater play described “a reality” that is impossible. We die in real life and time is the most limited resource. The current political and economical order that is responsible for many of  our cathastrophes has been resumed by the Nobel Prize writer Harold Pinter. In his words: “To maintain that power it is essential that people remain in ignorance, that they live in ignorance of the truth, even the truth of their own lives. What surrounds us therefore is a vast tapestry of lies, upon which we feed.” Maybe art and science are the weapons that could destroy the tapestry of lies. The times are changing. I think we all deserve a decent life.

Wow, I can’t remember ever having two consecutive weekends which were as good as the past two!

I spent my second weekend in Heidelberg, where the conference for all 300 of the RISE participants was being held. Its official purpose was to give us all the details about studying in Germany after our undergraduate degrees, but ultimately it was more about meeting all the other people staying in Germany over the summer and getting to plan some of the following weekends with them. After being surrounded by Germans for much of the week, it was nice to hear some native English speakers again, but with most of the people there being Americans, it was common to be faced by one or more the following:  “How often do you meet the Queen?” “Do you really say ‘blimey’?” and “Oh my god, I can’t believe you have afternoon tea!”, rapidly followed by an awful imitation of a British accent!

The city itself has a lot of history, much of it centred around its ancient university, with the best panoramas coming from on top of the castle. There were many other events from my few days in Helidelberg including:
- the amazing firework display over the Old Bridge
- watching Germany win the world cup 3rd place match in a public viewing with some other RISErs and being the most lively people there (the Germans were all depressed after they got knocked out)
- getting a tour of BASF, the chemical company and being shocked by how little actual chemistry they do with almost everything being done by robots

For my third weekend, I travelled west over the border, spending the weekend in Belgium with a friend in Aachen. We spent Friday and Saturday nights in a youth hostel in Bruges. Despite thinking I had become immune to being wowed by old buildings after living in Oxford for two years, I have to admit that Bruges is one of the most beautiful cities I have visited. However, the city’s popularity with tourists came at a bit of a price; every shop is either a chocolate shop or a souvenir shop and most places are too expensive to eat in, but this didn’t really matter when we were only there for one day. After spending so long with Americans and Germans, my ears immediately picked up the sounds of other British accents while climbing up to the top of the belltower, where we met some English students and joined up with them for the rest of the day to explore the city. Making friends and exploring the city simulataneously made the whole experience so much more memorable and fun.

We also visited Ghent, which felt like a lot nicer place to live as it had atmosphere and history but a good deal more than just tourists. There was a big festival going on at the time which made Ghent more of a colorful, lively place than Bruges. And finally, we visited Brussels, which was actually much better than I expected (even the tourist map made it sound ugly and boring).

Overall, when compared to Germany, the one thing that stands out is the far superior food. After the sloppy Aachen food which seems to consist entirely of schnitzels, fries and doner kebaps, it was good to see some nice food again; sandwiches, pasta, and vegetables, as well as the delicious waffles and chocolates.

So both involved old, pretty buildings, sun and lots of beer. However, the best thing about both was getting the chance to meet so many new people from all over the world and to make lots of new friends – the tourist attractions don’t matter nearly as much as the people you are with.

This is my final blog post from Germany. A friend from home is arriving on Thursday, and on Friday, the two of us are going to do a bit of a tour of Europe until the 18^th of August. We’ll be visiting Berlin (I’ve already been, but I haven’t seen everything yet, obvy), Krakow, Prague, Vienna, Venice, Rome, Barcelona, Nice, and Paris, so we’ll see a good bit of Europe. And this friend is my roommate from last summer in Ottawa, so I know the two of us can spend time together and get along. I know not all friends are supposed to be good travel companions, but we’ll work. I’ll have someone with me when my appalling sense of direction tries to get us lost, in any case.

Needless to say, this past week and the rest of the coming week were and will be filled with travel preparations and visiting with friends. We’ll be travelling on a Eurail pass. If anyone’s planning on doing so, note that Poland is not included, and that you have to pay a sometimes hefty reservation fee for night trains.

I’ve finally finished my post cards from Leipzig, too. I may have procrastinated a bit, but I also have a fair-sized group of family and friends who deserve postcards, so I’m justifying their lateness that way

Leaving Leipzig is bittersweet. I’m obviously excited to see more of Europe, to explore and have a great holiday. That being said, I really have enjoyed Leipzig and Germany, and the people I’ve met here. My lab skills have improved, I’ve experienced a lovely country, and made fantastic friends, and I’ll be sad to leave all that behind.

Bittersweetness aside, my travel plans are coming along well. I’ll probably update my blog a few times while traveling, and then once more when I return to Canada.

Cheers (for the last time from Leipzig)

I think my title sums up the current situation in Germany, as well as throwing in a bit of the Canadian accent I don’t have.  I’m Canadian. I’m not supposed to be good at heat. Not 37 or 38 degrees Celsius in the shade. And that “eh” is a stereotypically Canadian word  that’s really found more in central and western Canada. It doesn’t stop non-Canadians from asking about it though .

This past weekend, the DAAD hosted the RISE scholars at a three day conference in Heidelberg. Heidelberg as a city is beautiful, with lots of history to learn and sights to see. History is one of my hobbies, so being able to go from books to visiting the seat of an Elector of the Holy Roman Empire, or where Luther was an Augustine monk is amazing. The conference itself was also quite good. We got to meet our fellow scholars, hear talks from industry, academia, and diplomats, visit industrial sites, as well as eat good food and enjoy ourselves. There will probably be two other RISE student blogs up relating at least somewhat to Heidelberg, so I’ll go easy on the details. In short, it was an amazing visit to an amazing city with amazing people. BASF (my industrial visit) was interesting, and they fed us marvelously.

As I write this, I’m feeling the first cool-ish breeze I’ve felt in days coming through my window and it is absolutely devine.

My PhD student is at a conference in Poland this week, and though others in the lab will be around for help if need be, I’m on my own with my experiments for the week, which is a real taste of being a grad student, I think, which is part of the idea of this internship.

One last thing about this past week:

As a note to anyone coming from Canada or the US, Germany is part of the Schengen Zone, an area comprised of most of continental Europe that makes traveling between countries within the zone easier. However, this also means that you have 90 days (as a Canadian tourist) to stay in the area. I’m fairly proud of the fact that I managed to go through the Leipzig bureaucracy (which was quite orderly) by myself, and get my temporary residence permit, even though I speak little German, and the lady at the service desk spoke little English. My instinctive response to German [a foreign language to me] questions in French [my second language] only made us both laugh.

I’m trying to not be too too wordy, so I think I’ll end this here.

Think cool thoughts, everyone.

Cheers

Sehr verehrte Leserinnen und Leser,
Liebe Constipendiaten,

Am vorherigen Wochenende durfte ich Bonn am Rhein, die Stadt Beethovens und derer des Gundgesetzes zugleich, sowie das benachtbarte Bad Godesberg besichtigen.

Nach dem abendlichen Vortrag im Freiburger Schloss ***, bin ich frühmorgens mit dem Zug nach Bad Godesberg gefahren. Nach den mittlerweile klassischen badischen Bahnhöfen Offenburg , Karlsruhe und Baden-Baden bin ich in Mannheim umgestiegen, statt bis Siegburg in meinem ICE zu bleiben. Mein neuer Zug fuhr zwar durch das sehr schöne Oppenheimer Tal mit seinen erfrischenden, grünen Feldern und der gotischen Kirche, sowie am Ufer des mächtigen Rheins. Man sah nicht nur das römische Theater in Mainz, sondern auch die vielen Burgen. Insofern war die Fahrt landschaftlich doch sehr schön, der Zug hatte aber keine Klimaanlage (ich habe kein Hitzeschock bekommen) und man sah zu meiner Enttäuschung nicht die Loreley vor dem bekannten Steinmassiv am Flusse. Begleitet wurde ich von der amüsanten Reisebeschreibung Puschkins und seiner Reise nach Arzum im Jahre 1829 in einer sehr eleganten Ausgabe der Friedensauer Presse aus Berlin. So weilte die vierstündige Fahrt sehr schnell vorbei.

Angekommen in Bad Godesberg bin ich in zum Gustav-Streseman-Institut gefahren worden. Nach dem Empfang und der Beziehung des Zimmers nahm ich das Mittagsessen ein auf einer Terrasse an einem mit Lotusblumen überfüllten Teich. Es war sehr warm und sonnig.

Gegen vier wurde ich in den Saal gerufen, wo die Auswahlkommission tagte. Das war das eigentliche Motiv der Reise gewesen, die Einladung zu einem Gespräch mit der Auswahlkommission des DAAD zur Klärung einiger Fragen hinsichtlich meiner Studiensituation.

Nach dem Gespräch unternahm ich an diesem sommerlichen Nachmittag noch einen Spaziergang bis zur Rheinaue — ein Park— bis zum Institut und darüber hinaus bis zur alten sauditischen Botschaft und zurück. Bad Godesberg ist wirklich angenehm, sicherlich einer der schönsten Orte zum Leben in Deutschland; in vieler Hinsicht gleicht Bad Godesberg einem amerikanischen suburb.

Am nächsten Tag durfte ich nach dem Frühstück die Bundeskunsthalle besichtigen, wo ich eine Austellung über Kunsthandwerk aus Baktrien, das hellenische Reich im heutigen Afghanistan, bewunderte. Eine gewisse mystische ja, sogar magische Aura strahlte aus den mit griechischen Motiven verzierten Goldjuwelen, die jahrhundertelang am Ufer des Orontes begraben waren. Eine Mischung aus untergangener Antike und Seidenstraße, eine Mélange aus Homer und Dschingis-Khan konnte der Besucher in den Vasen und Ketten bestaunen. Nach dem Museum ging ich in das Kunstmuseum hinein, wo einige gegenwärtige Gegenstände deutscher, englischer und französischer Künstler ausgestellt waren.
Nebenbei muss ich das Sortiment und die guten Preise der Walther Koenig Bücherei loben, wirklich eine Schatztruhe habe ich dort gefunden.

Zuletzt erreichte ich das Stadtzentrum von Bonn. Ich besichtigte die Basilika, wo u. a. Karl IV als Gegenkönig gekrönt wurde, und die Reliquien des Hl. Cassius und Florianus sich befinden. Die Basilika, die Bonner Hauptkirche, wird auch Münster genannt. Die Architektur ist sehr mittelalterlich, mit romanischen und gotischen Elemente zugleich. Insbesondere die für das Rheinland charakteristischen schwarzen Steindächer haben mir sehr gut gefallen. Und ja, das Kreuzgang ist tatsächlich sehenswert. Hier sind die Grabsteine der Vikare zu sehen. Bonn war, und meines Wissens ist noch, kirchlich von dem Bischof von Köln abhängig. Deshalb Vikar. Besondere Freude hatte ich auch an einem kleinen Bild einer Mutter des Guten Rates gehabt. Das Gesicht gewissermaßen kindlich, prachtvoll das Gewand und die Krone zugleich, würdig die Haltung des Heiland-Kindes; könnte man sich hier an die Verse von González de Eslava—der Überlieferung nach der erste mexikanische Barockdichter—erinnern, an der columna de cristal, dorado techo, usw.

Von da aus ging ich weiter in die Innenstadt spazieren, nahm mein Essen in einem italienischen Café in der Nähe des Sterntores, und gelangte an das Geburtshaus von Beethoven. Das Haus erinnert etwas an das Goethehaus, aber nur äußerlich. Die Innenstadt ist, wie man sich vorstellen kann, ähnlicher dem Bach-Haus in Leipzig. Hierhin sah ich, wie üblicherweise, die Haarlocken des Komponisten, Porträts seiner Vorfahren, die ersten und die letzten Brillen, usw. Ein besonderer Prunkstück, oder vielmehr Stücke, sind die zwei Klaviere des Symphonisten.
Nach der Besichtigung kehrte ich wieder nach Freiburg zurück, wieder mit Puschkin und, Gott sei dank, mit Kühlanlage.
Ihnen und Euch allen wünsche ich noch eine schöne Woche.

Hali Hallo

Last weekend  I had the great chance to visit Prague! Using the RISE facebook group a bunch of RISE students met up with me in Dresden and then took the HOT 2hr train ride to Prague! Going through a day-by-day essay doesnt suite my fancy so I will make this post a bit more random and mostly pictures. And because I have a pretty sweet camera I think I will start making more posts this way:

The train was incredibly hot and I would def recommend getting up and walking around/taking pics on the train…don’t sit miserable…ADVENTURE. Also if in a larger group maybe split up and tray to find the coolest area…haha. I am not sure how people on the train know where the coolest areas are but maybe follow the heard. Keep in mind that trains are a great way of meeting people and getting some info about the city you are getting ready to enter (everyone has to return home sometime, right?). Find some knowledgeable and write down pointers. One member of our group even learned a few introductory phrases in Czech from a couple on the train! Its always good to enter a country knowing something about it, it makes the people a lot more open to you.

First: Don’t exchange your money anywhere near the trains or in high tourist areas. If you really need to change your money go to an ATM, at least there you know its a flat rate! Its also good to wait until you get to your hostel and ask them. In this picture you can see two different exchange rates for the Euro (one on top and one on bottom). But what they don’t really let you know is what a “large transaction” is…so you have no idea how much money you have to exchange to get that good rate at the top :/

Next: Staying in a Hotel? Make sure you know what currency you will be paying in. Our hostel advertised Euro on the website but only took Crowns in person. Also make sure you KNOW how much you should pay, this avoids confusion and possible scams. Old Prague hostel was my first Hostel…I had no problems with it! However I would rather sleep in a tent for free
IMPORTANT: Go on free walking tours! They are great and you always meet plenty of people just as cheap as you. Also its a great chance to learn some history and exercise your feet and mind

Food: If you can get it for free…but if you cant try something traditional. All big cities have street vendors but try somewhere small and local. Ask some people on the street!

For adventures usually the pub crawl is a fun thing…but make sure you can handle all the fun time you try to ingest. Being stranded in a strange city when your not in your right mind is never good. Especially places that are notorious for pick-pockets. We ran into some trouble with them while our RISE group was in Prague. **make sure you are aware of security procedures when you arrive to foreign countries**

Pictures: I took 435 pictures of Prague…I take pictures like its my day job and chemical engineering is a minor hobby ^^ Its always fun to get group shots. Here are some random pictures I took in Prague. Go visit, take your own pics and make your own memories!

Neulich habe ich mit der WM sehr beschäftigt. Besonders schaue ich die Spiele der deutschen Mannschaft. Es ist toll, diese Spiele zu gucken und gleichzeitig in Deutschland zu sein. Ich freue darüber, die Stimmung und unterschiedliche Stimmung in Deutschland zu erleben. Ich schaue nämlich gern die Spiele in der Mitte der Stadt mit der Bevölkerung. Als Deutschland gegen Serbien verloren hat, war die Stadt eher ruhig. Kaum habe ich jemanden reden gesehen. Als Deutschland gegen Ghana gewonnen hat, war die Stimmung ganz anders in Marburg. Von überall konnte man Deutschland Deutschland hören. Die Leute sangen die Nationalhymne, tranken Bier, hupten. Wasserbomben wurden sogar auf mich geworfen. Der Rudolfplatz wurde von der Bevölkerung gesperrt. Ich konnte keinen Bus mehr finden, womit ich heimfahren konnte. Fast dieselbe Stimmung habe ich nach dem Spiel gegen Argentinien erlebt. Diesmal ein neues Lied: “Wir sind die Sieger. Schalalalala”. Auf dem Weg nach Haus ist der Wassereimer womöglich von einem Gebäude auf mich gefallen. Ein paar Leute haben mich angehupt und dann begrüßt. Das habe ich nett gefunden.