I hadn't thought twice about the fact that I didn't even know of any German furniture stores before I moved into my unfurnished apartment. I'd assumed I would buy everything from Ikea however, it turned out that Ikea is great for some items but not so good for others. I found myself having to look... Continue Reading →
I love spoiling my friends on their birthdays: making them feel extra special as they celebrate one more year of life. I love giving thoughtful gifts, writing nice messages in cards and making sure the person who's birthday it is gets spoilt. So yes, I was very surprised to find my friends buying me drinks... Continue Reading →
The stare I received as I quickly tried to get to the other side of the road in Germany in 2012 was so piercing that I've not forgotten it until this day. And it took a few of these unwelcoming stares for me to realises that I was being frowned upon for crossing the road... Continue Reading →
"Zusammen oder getrennt?" Together or separate asks the waiter/ess as you finish a meal with friends and request to pay the bill. If you're wondering what is meant by this, in Germany you are literally asked if you want to split the bill between the table or if one individual will be covering everyone. Honestly, I think... Continue Reading →
"What!? How can an apartment not come with a kitchen?" Is the exact reaction I had when I first found out that German apartments do not necessarily come with a kitchen. I mean, really, how is that even possible? It's like the bathroom coming without a bath/ shower or like a friend of mine said,... Continue Reading →
Imagine being hungry, like really hungry and instead of offering you a nice, filling, savoury meal, someone asks you if you want slice of cake. Noooo, I don't want cake, I'm starving, I want real food! I recently went to a cafe with a group of friends (German and non-German) and given that it was... Continue Reading →
Being sick is a weak excuse in the London office. Unless everyone can see that you have dragged yourself to work that morning, are looking extra rough, tried to act as if you’re not ill, but still ended up nearly fainting at your desk, you’re either completely faking it, exaggerating or running out of annual... Continue Reading →
Essential organisation is required for the brutal 3 minute procedure of having your food practically chucked at you after being scanned, whilst you’re expected to pack, swipe your points card, sign after using your debit card (because apparently a PIN just isn’t good enough) and then maybe you’ll get a "tschüß" if you’re lucky as... Continue Reading →
