I’ll keep my Oyster

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So I’m sitting here in my room in London (if you count Leytonstone as such), nothing’s packed and I have tears in my eyes.

This day marks the end of a chapter in my life, a real good chapter with lots of favourite passages.

Not only does it end the chapter London actually, it marks the end of my ERASMUS period and the international life that I’ve been leading over the last 12 months.

I want to hereby thank all the people that made this experience so unique and inspiring to me, people that helped me and people that entertained me.

Thanks to Tobias, my brother, for letting me sleep on your floor. It was hopefully the most inconvenient way of living, having to hide from the mean Polish woman and not being able to use a kitchen – but it enabled me to start my life here and get on my own feet.

Cheers Mark, my brother from another mother. You are just great and you know it.

Thank you, Mel who let me sleep at her place when the Polish woman found out about me and I got kicked out.

And pineapply love to Stanley, who taught me a lot about British culture (Essex girl jokes).

A big shout also to my Zebrano’s people, I loved socializing with so many of you so superfast. And the free drinks were an extra bonus.

Goodbye, London. What I’ll miss the most in 7 Haikus

Friends of the Earth

Goodbye, FoE, my job,

I loved press office and helping

And always got tea.

Wandering around

Small alley and traffic lights

Always discovering more

Small café or thrift store

Camden Town

See you, Camden Town,

I love shopping and the food

Got no money left.

Tottenham Court Road

La’er, Tottenham Court Road,

Google house and Denmark Street.

A mixture of glee.

The river and bridges

Sky by day, bright night,

When walking over the Thames

My little heart is pleased.

The tube

We were not always

In the best of harmony

Tube I’ll even miss thee.

International people

From here, other town,

Weird country or continent

I hope we stay friends.

That’s it. The sky outside turned black. Thank you for everything, London. You taught me a lot.

And it won’t be long – I promise. I’ll keep my Oyster.

Hope you enjoyed, I’ll go and eat an unreasonable amount of chocolate now.

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A little list about london

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So, I’ve “lived” in the UK’s capital for one month now. So here I am giving some advice to the one-month-ago me.

1. London is the only city where you can buy the citizenship for a fiver. Get an Oyster card, and no-one will be able to tell that you are not from there. (As soon as you know how to tap it the right way). Even if you wear a huge camera or can’t speak English that well, people will think you are a photographer or just from Chinatown, little Italy, etc.

2. Know places other than Pret, EAT and Starbucks. Of course they always come handy when you are in need for an open network connection, but they are also boring. And London has a lot of good, cheaper-than-average tearooms.

3. Make it through rush hour in the tube. The only thing that counts there is survival. I don’t know if it’s the absence of light or internet, but people become animals in there.

4. Take the bus whenever you can. With my monthly travelcard I can explore London in that way, and people aren’t quite as brutal there.

5. Find a cheap cinema. Not even cheap, but affordable. I love the cinema, but I hate paying £15. For a STUDENT TICKET.

6. Check event pages. London is big, so there’s a lot of stuff going on. If you don’t want to miss out, try TimeOut magazine or some facebook pages. I’ve been lucky enough to stumble upon the Africa Festival and Hyper Japan so far. Good stuff.

I was celebrating Ramadan. Kind of.

Hello people of the internet,

I haven’t been really active in the online world for the past month. Some people may think I finally converted to be a muslim, but it was just the circumstances.

My life took a weird twist, and I ended up being in England again. I applied to the wonderful Friends of the Earth and can volunteer in London over the summer. It is amazing to live here.

But my accomodation is not the best. Since my brother has a really cool internship with Google, I have been crashing his place for the last month. The reasons are obvious: with horrendous rents of like 400 quid a week (sic!) I just want to save money, and it’s located next to Paddington (pretty handy).

BUT little did I know that I have to sleep on the floor (I have the luxury of a 1mm thick mat) and DON’T have INTERNET or a KITCHEN. On top of that, I didn’t have my laptop charger, so i couldn’t even be a hipster and use the free WiFi in Starbucks or Costa. I realized in this month what big part my laptop and the internet are in my life, and that I couldn’t go without them for just one more day.

So in one week I am moving out. To Zone 3, but at least I will have internet again. Fasting is over, back to the digital world.