What I miss and love while OS

I’ve now been here 3 months. I’ve managed to make friends, get a job, extend my work contract (soon visa) till end 2010, found a WG and some swing clubs. As a special treat, I’ve also found a lovely Bavarian girl that makes me happy.

I thought this post might give you an insight into how I’m feeling..

What I miss: Nice almonds, aust gold sultanas, real museli bars, those nice chicken and vegetable soups from the Asian take away places, butter chicken with salad and garlic dressing from the vic market, the VIC!.. Buying good fresh cheap meat.. Roasts, SALMON! A wide range of fresh veges. Having friends around for dinner, my parents and friends from every shiny chapter of my life (you know who you are) Bike rides, tennis with my dad, catching up with crazy cool design ppl at rmit, My clothes and blue inside jacket, Swing dancing Thursdays!! Social dancing Thursdays!! Catching up with friends on Thursdays!! Friday funpit, Sunday blues. The summer!! The St Kilda promenade Watching rage, dc who, catalyst, Aussie comedy/comedians and bands on tv. Flying my helicopter. Ealry nights ; )

What I love:

Nugart crossaints, the baked apple desert across from where I work, plum cake, shnitzel and roasts from the buthcher for lunch, My colleagues and life at Publicis, the ease of travelling by subway, the warm subway when it’s cold, The wonderful, generous and good spirited people of München, swing dancing and all the events (when I have time), the people I have come to call friends and have spent many times having a laugh going out or playing games! Singing random lyrics from the flight of the conchords (“mango!”) My iPhone (dict, maps, music from home, vids from ozi tv), bionade (tasty german softdrink.. same feeling as LLBs), Aimdudler (Austrian LLBs), Christmass lights and strong Chrissy spirit! Kicker (even if I suck), sleeping in during the week.

And last but not least, my girl friend Anja. Without her I would have no cross cultural jokes and the feeling of home. “home is where the heart is”

To all those missing me.. There’s a tradition here when drinking and ‘cheersing’. When you pick up your glass and clink while saying “prost” and looking each other in the eyes (so to ensure good sex for the next 7 years), you also tap the table with your glass before drinking. This is prosting for all those that have either passed away or are not able to make it (in memory of). So as I drink the very fine beer or bionade, I am remembering all of you and wishing you were here.

Prost!