Ok, so I'm in Berlin and this blog is now officially misnamed. I've just come from Hamburg, having spent 4 wonderful and busy days there.
I spent my time in Hamburg with Marina, a
friend of my mother and aunty’s from many years ago, when they were all
travelling through Europe together, just like I am now. I really enjoyed
staying with friends, as opposed to staying in a hostel and being a 'tourist'.
Marina made me feel so welcome! I'm incedibly grateful to have met her and spent that time in Hamburg. If she's reading - HI MARINA! Haha. I feel it was a good start to Germany,
and it also allowed me to learn a practice a little Deutsch before heading to
Berlin on my own.
Here's Marina and I in her amazing garden! I think I definitely came to Hamburg/Germany at the right time - spring is in full swing, all the flowers are blooming and the sky is (mostly) clear.
Marina took me sailing! The weather was a little bad in the morning (overcast, light rain), but then in the afternoon the clouds opened up and we got some good wind. We sailed along the Elbe River for most of the afternoon.
Other things:
I’ve packed too much, I need to throw some
stuff out. I don’t want to, because the items I’m thinking of throwing out (my
winter coat from London, for example) have sentimental value to me. On the
other hand, I really want to throw them out, just to force myself to break this
ridiculous hold that these objects have on me. They serve no purpose now and
are quite literally weighing me down. Also personal possession related: I'm stressing about the boxes of stuff I've sent home to Australia from London because I forgot an important form and now they may be getting sent back to London. I'm sure it'll work out, but I'm also prepared for the worse case senario: I'll just have to get my landlady to resend my stuff and pay for it all over again myself. I hope the customer service rep at the company I'm shipping with shows a little (more) patience. *crosses fingers*. I just wanna sort it out, so then the rest of this trip can be as stress free as possible.
Money-wise I think I need to set myself a
budget. I might make some time for myself either tonight or tomorrow morning to
sit down with my diary and my bank accounts and work out how much I will be
spending/have spent on accommodation/transport, and the work out from there how
much more I can spend on this trip. I’m trying to think back to my trip to New
Zealand 3 years ago to remind myself how to be frugal, as I did really well on that trip spending-wise. I find food is my main
downfall. If I find something that’s vegan and looks delicious, I buy it
regardless of price/hunger because I reason that I may never come across it again, or
at least elsewhere on my trip. This generally leaves me eating too much food,
and with not enough money in my wallet.
Here's a question: what's the difference between a tourist and traveller? To me, tourist = bad, traveller = good/genuine. I have a few ideas, and perhaps in thinking about this question while being a tourist/traveller myself, I'll find some specific answers. I'll share them in a later blog post :)
Until next time...
Cathryn :)
Ps. Just realise the title for this post needs explaining. My first morning in Hamburg, we were all sitting around the dining table having breakfast, and I was explaining to Marina how jam and marmalade are different things in Australia. Someone - I can't remember who, but it was either Marina or her husband - then made the observation that since jam and marmalade are different, you could not use the term 'traffic marmalade' in place of 'traffic jam' and have it mean the same thing. I thought it was very funny at the time, and it's amusing in that it's the kind of joke that would only come up between people who speak different languages. :)
I felt the same about traveller versus tourist. When travelling I considered myself a guest of the country I was in and wanting to learn about it's culture etc where as a tourist mentality seems to be more what can this country do for me. Has rings of the Kennedy comment 'don't ask what can my country do for me...etc,. He also said Ich bin Berliner which some said translated as i am a sausage. You keep going girl!. Loved the picture of you and Marina, she hasn't changed at all. I am so thankful for what she has done for you. Mum
ReplyDeleteThanks for the comment mum! Your thoughts about traveller vs tourist were very helpful and definitely added a new dimension to my thoughts on the topic. Also, sorry for the late reply - I am no longer receiving notifications, for some reason. Anyway, love you!
DeleteHi Cathryn.....so great that did a second generation visit to our old friend. She has written this poem for you and asked me to post it:
ReplyDeleteFor my friend’s daughter Cathryn
Now you’re gone
And the empty bed
looks somehow sad
Moments passed by in lightness
seconds were painted in brightness
You left easy with a short good-bye
treasures feelings kept inside
May your travel through life
be a wonderful delight
The seed that someone plants
can grow up to a powerful friend
the friends I missed for such a long time,
- golden days like honey and wine
returned back when you came as a gift
I’m glad I’ve been on your travel – list!
Gyps xox
Cathryn, I love the picture with the hand in the sky!!! Have a fantastic time!
ReplyDeleteThanks Gyps for posting my poem - now I know how to do it :)
To Colleen: well, I'm still the same "chick" but much older...:))
Much love,
Marina