Sandy Toes and Sunkissed Nose

From the end of July to the beginning of August I spend two very sunny/sweaty weeks in Mallorca. It must have been one of the most relaxing and luxurious trips I have ever take. Due to the heat wave that arrive the same day we did, there wasn't much we could do but stay by the pool and sunbath. Not that I'm complaining!

The first week we stayed in a house located in a very small village that I couldn't even remember the name of a week after we left. The village was unspectacular but the house was marvellous! I shit you not... when I saw this house I was flabbergasted (fun fact: thats the first time I've ever been able to use that word). The architecture was just so different from anything that I had seen before. It was a very modern house with wooden beams and window frames but stone flours. That doesn't sound so special but to add to the modern look the house was also build very majestically into a hill. It had almost no standard 'walls' and instead it was very pointy, with lots of huge windows that gave us the feeling of being free! Cheesy description I know but I can't help it. I would put pictures below but there are none. I really tried, I promise... but to no success. Therefore, you'll just have to use your imagination. Along with having this beautiful interior the house also had a huge outside area with countless sitting and sunbathing spots. We had our own private pool with a view of cute Mallorca houses and the Palma skyline. I think the only downside to the house was the AC, or should I say the lack of AC. I think we could have managed without it, if we hadn't been stuck in a 40°C heat wave. But because of the heat wave there was a lot of suffering, especially at night! For some that may not sound so hot but for us weak 'nordic' Germans it was light being cooked in an oven.

In the beginning of the trip, Tilman and I tried to go along with the others to sight see, but after just one day of being stuck in the midday sun we realised that we would rather stay at home by the pool. Instead of joining the others for their midday 'walk through fire', Tilman and I only came along for the evening trips and the dinner outings. This is pretty much how the whole two weeks went:

  • Get up at 10 am
  • Have breakfast till 11-12pm
  • Lounge by the pool till around 4pm
  • Go out to a small village at around 5pm
  • Have dinner at around 9pm
  • Go to bed at 1am

The only change from our routine was in what house we were staying because after one week of staying in the village that I can't remember the name of, we moved to a new house in Genova, which is 15 minutes from Palma de Mallorca. The new house was even better than the first. I mean... the architecture of the first house was more impressive but the new house had a really strong greek feeling to it, with white walls everywhere and turquoise coloured pool water. Also, all the rooms in the new house had air conditioning, which meant that there was overall less suffering. In that house we mostly chilled by the impressive pool and read our books. I read the first part of the Millenium Trilogie called "The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo" by Stieg Larsson. I then also started and have about 100 pages left of the world famous novel "1984" by George Orwell.

One difference to our daily routine was that we went out twice. The first time we went out was to a small little town by the ocean. There we went into different bars to drink, smoke shisha and play billiard. Sadly the town was filled mostly with Spanish speaking locals, which meant that it was really hard for us to meet nice people to hang out with. It was still a nice night but not compared to the second night when we went out was to Palma de Mallorca. Here we spend the entire night in only one pub and met so many english speaking tourists to play billiard with. We met people from all across the world: Italy, New Zealand, Austria, South Africa. It was a really great night, which is proven by the fact that we only went home at 6am that night.

All in all it was a really nice trip. It gave Tilman and me a lot of time to relax before the next couple of months where we will be traveling non-stop. The trip also gave me a lot of time to focus on what I wanted to achieve in this gap year and the rest of my life! But I won't bore you with all that teenage philosophy because I've already annoyed my diary with that enough.

A great start to my adventurous next year!



Why and Where?

I mean this really has been a long time coming! But lucky for you... I can remember the trip vividly.

Alright so after being done with graduation it was finally time to really let go. In order to do this, me and five other girl decided to head out to Barcelona. Why Barcelona? Well the city is of course famous for its legendary parties but it also offered us nice sightseeing opportunities and the beach. It was the perfect choice because it gave everyone the opportunity to have exactly what one wanted (whether it be clubbing, relaxing, culture, shopping or food) and in the long run, this allowed all the girls to get along really well and make this trip one to remember.

The trip

Right from the beginning we decided not to make this trip only about partying. We also wanted to also see lots of the city and spend nice days, and not just nights together.

So when we arrived the first day (Monday the 5th of June) we walked around the area that we were staying in (Exemplar). Exemplar was an amazing location and we were really lucky with our apartment. The only downside about the apartment was that we had to walk up 5 flours, which meant that our legs were killing us!

Day two was a little bit cloudy and so we decided not to go to the beach and instead we went sightseeing a little more. We walked from our apartment down into the Gothic sector. We looked at the cute little streets and visited the Barcelona Cathedral (not Gaudi's famous Sagrada familia to our surprise). We then kept walking to the beach where we went into a very cute surf cafe (which we then returned to almost every single day). Then in the evening after taking naps and having dinner at home, we went out to a great pub that we found online, Belushis! It was a great university pub with lots of games and a english speaking community. We also met to australian girls at that pub one night and went clubbing with them.

The day after clubbing, we decided to have a nice day at the beach together. We woke up at around 10 and then headed straight out. Two Australian girls that we had met the night before also decided to join us. We spend the whole day at the beach and I shit you not... we did not have five minutes to ourselves. First of all there were lots of people selling mojitos, blankets, cerveza and agua. But to make things worse... there were also club promoters who came by every five minutes to try and sell you their "best pubcrawl in Europe". Even though it was a little annoying we could not help feel a little bit flattered and we ended up made the best of the day.

Instead of going on and describing every single day I thought I would just sum up the last couple of days in bullet points

  • We continued to relax at the beach and found that it was way nicer to be there from around 5 a clock onwards because we did not get bothered as much!
  • The girls (not me) went on the pub crawl and went clubbing at Pashas.
  • We watched the sunrise on Saturday! This was one of the greatest experiences because we all just sat on the beach chatting and laughing. We watching drunk people walk out of the closing clubs and enjoyed the beautiful view of the orange sunrise.
  • We also took a 3 hour free bike tour. This was a great idea because we really learned a lot about Barcelona and saw way more of its history than we could have by foot.
  • Finally on our last day (Sunday) we went to Park Güell and had a lovely goodbye dinner on the rooftop of a mall!

Barcelona was a dream come true! A perfect trip!



Easy, delicious and healthy!

Disclaimer: I did not come up with recipe myself but I have tried them and I can honestly say that these are the best cookies I have ever baked!

  • 1 ¼ cup of oats
  • ½ cup of flour
  • 2 tsp baking powder
  • 2 tsp cinnamon
  • ¼ tsp muskatnuss (ground up)
  • Pinch of salt
  • 2 eggs
  • 1 vanilla string
  • ½ honey
  • 2 carrots shredded
  • Mix oats, flour, baking powder, cinnamon, muskatnuss and salt together
  • Mix eggs, honey, vanilla with a blender
  • Mix the dry and liquid mixtures together using the blender
  • Add shredded carrots to mixtures
  • Preheat oven for 180 degrees celcius
  • Put final mixture in the fridge for 20 minutes
  • Take mixture out and make 10-12 balls on two baking dishes
  • Bake for 15 minutes
  • Remove from oven and let them cool down
  • Enjoy!



Spirit Week

It has been 12 years now since I started school and all of a sudden its done. My first year was not so glorious. I started in a German public school and sadly I was not placed in a class with my friends. Instead I was surrounded by strangers who were all already friends. To make things worse, my teacher was a witch. But the year ended fairly quickly and instead of continuing my studies there, my family ended up moving to Dubai. Great... I had just gotten used to school and the people and then I move to a strange new country where I don't even speak the language. It's actually quite funny, when my dad first told me that we were moving (in a cinema while I was eating ice cream) I thought that I would have to learn the language 'Dubaian', luckily I only had to learn english. As you may have guessed... I did learn english.

For the next five years I lived happily in Dubai. Actually thats a lie... the first year (second grade) was horrible. I still remember how all the other kids in my class would sit together in a circle at lunch and I would sit alone. However, things soon started looking up and some of my favourite memories come from my time in Dubai. Actually now when I think of it, Dubai feels like a dream... a different life. I met my best friends there (Patri and Rebe) and still today, even though we haven't lived in the same country for 6 years now, we are as close as it gets.

Nonetheless, all good things must come to an end and after five glorious years in Dubai we moved back to Germany. Let me just say one thing... culture shock! I mean I went from sunny, hot, luxurious Dubai, to cold, rainy, stressful Germany. It took me 3 years to get used to this different life. During those years I hated school. I mean there were great moments and I made great friends but I never looked forward to going to school like I did in Dubai. But then came grade 10 and things started looking up. I felt more settled and happy in school and life. Thats when I really noticed how different I am and even though it sounds cheesy... I found myself.

The last two years were actually fairly enjoyable even though I was enrolled in one of the worst high school programs called the IB. While doing the IB it felt like it would never end, but looking back now it actually feels like it flew past in a heart beat (not that I'm complaining). As the last week rolled around I couldn't help but feel a little nostalgic. Spirit week (a beloved tradition, which our school is actually now trying to stop) was a great way to end our school career. Day one: Gansta day (or what our school wanted to call Bling Bling Day because they though "Gansta" was too offensive). Day two: Decade day (I went as a hippie). Day three: PJ day. Day four: Character day (I went as Pipi Longstocking). Day Five: Beach day (this is always the last day because we have a water fight). It was a great way to round up the 12 years and really let of some steam after having finished the mile long list of essays/presentations/orals that the IB had forced us through.


After spirit week we had around 3 weeks to study and prepare for the dreaded exams. For the first week I decided to visit my sister at university so that I could get her help with biology. I completely overworked myself that week (my speciality). When I got home I spend at least two days crying with exhaustion. Let me just tell you this... crying does not help with studying. But I managed to calm myself down and keep studying and this time I made sure not to over-do-it.

After three weeks it was finally time. IB exams! Since 6th grade I have been told how horrible and hard these exams will be. Let me tell you, I was terrified. That also doesn't help by the way. And honestly, F*** school for always making the IB sound like a monster. One thing that I actually learned from those exams was that the IB is only human... they don't just put the hardest things in the exams. After noticing that, I began to feel more neutral and prepared for exams. Every morning my mom would make me breakfast so that i could calm myself down and she would drive me to school. We really bonded. After 8 crazy days I had finished 14 exams! 10 exams in one school week! That was tiring but at least I am done now! A real accomplishment.

I had a week off between finishing exams and prom. This was perfect because it allowed me to buy everything that I needed. It also allowed me to regenerate my strength after the hell that I went through with exams. When prom day rolled around I was hyped. I got ready with my best friends and together we headed off to prom. Now I've been to prom 3 times and I must say that this time was the best because it truly felt like a celebration. Being surrounded by your entire class, who are all as relieved as you to be done was magical. We danced, sang, ate, drank, took photos and went out after to dance some more. That pretty much sums that up.


Finally.... Graduation. I graduated high school with my friends and family watching on the 3rd of June 2017. CLASS OF 2017! To be completely honest it all rushed by and felt a little bit like a dream. Even now I cant really wrap my head around the fact that my class of around 120 people will never do anything together again. I mean maybe we will see each other in like 25 years for a reunion but who knows how many people will show up. I wont lie... I didn't like them all but somehow when we all got together it was always funny. We were a weird year. Very relaxed about deadlines and exams but we still managed to stir up a lot of drama. But hey I guess thats what high school is always about. But as cheesy as this may sound... the time has come to let go of this part of my life and move on. I now have a wonderful year a head of me where my life is truly in my own hands. No one will be there to make desicions for me. No guidelines, no deadlines, no rules. And as scary as that may sound (because that really does give me a hell of a lot of responsibility) I am so goddamn excited. Instead of dwelling on all the goodbyes and the routine that I have grown accustomed to, I want to finally let go and really discover what I want!

Cheers to that!



What is it?

I've decided to go dairy free for one week. If all goes well then I may decide to extend this to one month or even longer. I've decided to start my miniproject series with this one because I know that this won't be extremely difficult for me to finish because I already consume a very minimal amount of dairy... this project will give me a chance to train my self-discipline before attempting more difficult projects.

Why am I doing this?

There are a couple of reasons, which are:

  • I have a very sensitive stomach and am often plagued by stomach aches (not sever ones but still annoying). It is my goal to find out what is causing these stomach aches so that I can finally be free. Therefore, I will be trying out various diet related changes over the next couple of months. I decided to start with dairy because I already know that I am lactose intolerant so... it seemed fairly plausible that this is the causer of my suffering 😂
  • To help my skin. I don't have extremely problematic skin but its not perfect. I don't need perfect skin... but I want it.
What happened?

It was good that I chose this as my first mini project because I already have very little dairy in my diet. I already don't eat cheese and I always have my coffee with a milk supplement like almond, rice or oat milk. Nonetheless, I still faced some challenges... especially because during the week that I conduced this challenge it suddenly got very hot in Germany, which meant that I had to seriously restrain myself from eating ice cream. But even this challenge was overcome when I took a trip to my local organic grocery shop and luckily I was able to find vegan mango ice cream (which by the way tastes amazing).

Another challenge that I am still struggling with now is the fact that I can't eat milk chocolate anymore. I've been looking around for some good alternatives but they are all so god damn expensive and lets be honest some vegan chocolate tastes like shit. But... I have found some that are very good and with the price i'll just have to learn to restrain myself more.


In the end... I will be continuing this diet because I have noticed that I have fewer stomach aches. Until now unfortunately I've seen no true improvements in my skin. Hopefully that will come if I continue onwards with this.

However, I continue to love ice cream and will of course also have a couple of cheat days for my beloved ice cream.



What is this?
The answer to that question is simple. It's my personal platform to reflect on and share my experiences. There won't be just one way that I will do this. Below I have set up a small set of bullet points of the various things that I want to achieve and do with this blog
  • Mini projects (weekly/monthly)
  • Journaling (not everyday)
  • Creative writing
  • Rants/Comments (about events, not people #thisisnotahatepage)
  • Life lessons

As you can see this blog has many layers. Personally I have no intention to make the blog balanced within the various categories and instead I plan to go where the heart takes me.