Friday was again sunshine. My last day. What I'm really going ... Hmm, am walking around, have thought about many things that await me in Germany, have again written to the texts.
noon I was all too much hassle and I sat down with coffee, a carrot muffin and nice music perched on the ferry was driving back and forth and I enjoyed the peace, the sunshine and peace.
'm a bit of Chinatown or at the edge of it, but the salesman on the road with her Wannahandbae? (Want a handbag?) Are an animal is on the nerves and the peace there. So again scour Lieblingsplaetze and buy food and home to the Hotel, go to pack the suitcase and sleep.
The train ride to the Newark International Airport is by train totally easy and there I sat around and then got on my flight to Chicago waiting, read the book Slam by Nick Hornby (very funny!) And I made friends with Kayla, which I just tickled by without asking, and has made me a bit brutal boxing, out of sheer affection. I thought they were nice too, but they've only zurueckgepickst. She was probably four years or so, her father a tattooed, unshaven and aeussersst polite friendly soldier who has constantly apologized for them and then eventually gave up. Very funny family.
The flight was quiet, just a little turbulence over Chicago, because I just really bad have happened if the plane just bagged Sun plop into an air hole and all are very quiet. Because this week is already crashed a plane and was not as good as in NY on the Hudson River some time ago ...
belongings before landing, and the supposed end of my young life shot a video for those left behind, if I die, I love them all and to whom I bequeath what and so on ... but it all went well. Did the video with the Liebesgestaendnissen deleted, hihi. In a moment you realize who and what one is really important in life. But I am inclined to a certain degree of melodrama (Ueberraschung. ..) and has laughed at me when my seatmate when he noticed what I was doing ... well, since will again be realistic ...
Then I was back in the Hood, the Chicago Bronx, in the tough North East and I am really feel at home. The gangster, the Rapper, the old blacks off the streets and the dark alleys of the Lake Michigan turns into a wild storm at sea ...
Today on Sunday we were in the community have, unfortunately, shopped again cooooole things and souvenirs (but only a few!) And now my sister grabs the suitcase for me, because I must take a lot for them to Germany. I would prefer them to take to Germany, she packed so terribly neat and well thought out, I always kick all just in case ... Tomorrow we're
By airplane to Philadelphia, and from there to the U.S. Airways Flight 700 to Frankfurt. There I will come at 6.15 AM on Tuesday morning. (Louisa, coffee? Your jeans and your stuff? What do you think? See that?)
Then we headed to the 5764 flight of British Aerospace from Frankfurt to Stuttgart, arrival point 9 clock in the morning when nothing goes wrong. Get
now enjoy the last evening, drinking beer with my brother in law, make hamburgers, watch a cool movie and then get up tomorrow by 5. Yuck!
quickly went past the time ... But you can come back so ... ;-)
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