take a train to new york city

for tomorrow i have a train ticket - weekend ticket - 5 persons can go with it
- a trip to nyc anyone?
oh, how i'd love to go there, especially after looking at these pictures. i don't know if it's the angle or just löoking at ny's streets so that i like the pictures - who cares?
i want to go there - but probably i'll just end up in cologne, which isn't that bad, either. haha. actually i spend half of the day there today - not planned at all, but i won't say no to hanging out and walking through the stadtgarten area even if i am alone.
but aww, you know, i'm craving to make a stop at magnolia bakery, oh hell yea, or alice's cupcake

pictures by romain laurent

London

london, this time not a trip alone, no, i flew over to england with two friends of mine. we stayed at the clink hostel, which was pretty good in my eyes. renovated, colorful, and right at kings cross. well, we walked a lot and walked, and walked, different from paris.
in london everything is wide spread and without the subway you cannot get to all places you want to fast. sight seeing of course, and shopping was a big part of the trip. mainly because we couldn't do much besides, for you don't have a life there when you are under 18. i had found out some concerts like the cinematics, but we weren't allowed to see them, becaue we weren't 18 and the event took place in a bar. so inconvenient. we just talked to one of the band members and he was like yeah, you should get in and see us. cool, we have fans from germany, cool, man, and bla bla. that was the end of our night life and all the clubs and places i had written down earlier. so we sat in soho square park and watched people and imagined their story why they were sitting there, pretty amusing actually.
again i used the opportunity and looked at another school - central saint martins college of art and design. i don't know, but i think parsons would fit me better, because they coorporate with other countries and the traffic in britain, uh, and i don't know, the flair is just different.
still, i liked london.
people were crazy, and i liked that.
and the british accent= <3...well for some time, i don't know about having to listen to it all the time, i think i prefer the american english.

Paris

paris, hooray. after i went through the doors of the airport without giving any notice to the toll, even though i had the bags filled up with clothes i bought in the us and should have told about - i was lucky and did not get caught - i ordered a cap, for i thought it was the best way with my trillion bags and uncertain location of my hostel. well, yeah, i went straight into a traffic jam and the ride cost me 50 euro- uh, i was so pummed, not. my hostel was precious "hotel des jeunes" close to the louvre. i spent my days walking through paris, admiring all the architectures, people, places, faces - everything. my french was bad, but it got better with time. understanding wasn't the problem, even though people tended to think i couldn't tell what they were talking about me.
i visited parsons school of design and a girl from iceland gave me tour and told me about school life there. the building itself was really unconsiderable, i almost walked passed it, but i liked it. it would only be interesting for me in the first year, anyways, for the fashion building is situated somewhere else. i fell in love with the school, a little, but yeah, i have to get tons of scholarships to attend this school.
thankfully i didn't have to be all alone these four days. the first day i met grace from melbourne and i went to a cafe right at the seine and drank some wine with her. i thought she was my age, well almost...25 isn't that much of a difference, huh? haha
the next day i got to know manon and she was really super nice. manon with her 21 years has lived in all parts of france, i'm not kidding, and luck was on my side that she had lived in australia for three months,too, so her english was good. manon was planning to move from south france to paris for university, and needed perfect english for the audition, so i practiced with her.
we spend an evening sitting next to the seine, which was nice.
she also helped me on my last day to get to the train station. i could never have handeled the way there without her. i can't say that french people are rude to foreigners like everyone always tells me.
i heart paris and i wasn't even shopping - surprising, huh?