Homes, sweet homes.

I have just come home, from back home. And that’s where one could think the dilemma starts. Indeed, it is strange to have two homes. From what should have only been the popular “year-abroad” experience after passing my A-levels, I, well, stayed around a little bit and so England has gained quite a stable place in my home-draw. Having lived here for nearly 3 years it has done a good job in convincing me that it deserves this honour. But would it not be easier to have just one place called “home” to focus on? I don’t think so.

Being away from my home country has taught me quite a few things and a German film (Yes, we do make films. They are actually awesome. Sounds crazy, but it’s true.) has made clear to me what’s going wrong in our heads most of the time. Why are we moaning our way through the news every day? We could just not watch them. The answer to this phenomenon is the little man that sits in the back of our minds. He constantly says: “No, that’s not enough.” He will not stop until you believe that everything that happens around you is not good enough and he likes being fed with all those bad bad news about the country we live in. He used to live in the back of my mind, too, and I would, just like my fellow-students at high school, go on about how bad everything is in Germany. Politicians didn’t have a clue, for a good holiday you could only possibly go abroad and the school system, I better not put down what we thought of that one. Germany seemed to me exactly what probably many not-Germans think of it to be like – an old-fashioned and grey place that had not got a lot to offer but the biggest piss-up of the year. Efficient maybe, but boring. I wanted to see what England was like with its great music and people who apparently had the same sense of humour as me (or maybe just laughed AT me, who knows.). And it lived up to expectations. That’s why ,still, I am here. I truly do love you, island.

But it has also taught me a much more important thing: Germany is just great and it is my home more now than it has ever been. As soon as the little never-satisfied-man packed its bags and took off, it was clear to me. I could finally see why people would go to Germany for a holiday and apparently even had a great time. We are not boring at all. We have great music actually, films, culture, art and Brits, I hate to say it but our public transport is just a different league compared to yours. I miss the language, German comedy (if you would speak the language, you would even find it funny!) and you just do get the best kebaps in the only country that probably has more kebap shops than Turkey.

So I am glad that I have moved to England, because it made me realise that I have also got a great home in Germany and that it is so much more amazing than I could have ever known if I hadn’t moved here. The never-satisfied-man will hopefully not come back as it is so much less stressful to try and see the positive sides about my home. I don’t know if or when I will go back but it’s nice to know that Germany will be there, waiting with all the great things it has to offer. I miss you Deutschland!

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For equality.

As this is the first entry you will read on this blog and actually the first blog entry I have ever written you probably expect something grand. Something that has literally waited in the back of my mind for its release, ready to be read. Well, that might be true, but it is not aspiring to be grand. Not at all. And that is exactly what this entry is about. It is about the “little things”.

Lately, I have noticed that many of us don’t pay them much attention. Maybe that’s the case because we all get older and have other things to worry about. That’s what they say anyway. I think that’s simply, well, rubbish. Why would we not have time to be amazed by the first bit of sunshine of the year or to wonder why a piece of music can make someone’s day and think about it for a while? If that sounds a little bit gooey to you then you have probably forgotten how to view the world “through children’s eyes”. Personally, I have never really lost that attitude, because for me those are the things that make life interesting. Little observations that are being investigated by a curious, childlike mind. I like sharing findings with my friends and that might be the reason why some of them call me “a little bit crazy”. But for me, anyone who does not let this perspective in is most certainly crazy. Why would I not be positively surprised when the one-in-a-hundred-stranger just says “hello” on the street? That’s great! Don’t straight away assume that the person that has just passed had worked out some evil plan to take over the world and the unexpected greeting was surely part of it. No, maybe they just felt like it.

Studying International Relations, serious matters are just as important to me but I like to keep a good balance. And it seems to work for me. I’d like for people to get the enthusiasm back they have lost somewhere along the way and let curiousity back in. Equality between the grown-up self and the one that lets loose, goes ahead and just lets the mind wander, without worrying about the consequences. Some of us could do with that. And for the realist amongst us: Yes, you’ll definitely get something out of it.

So as you might be able to tell, this blog is going to cover a variety of serious and less serious matters: music, politics, thoughts, the media, impressions, visions and maybe even ladybugs and trampolines – who knows? Well, I should, but not just yet. I’ll most likely surprise myself and am looking forward to let you into this mad little world of mine.

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