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The remains of a breakfast, the murder of a fly and an uniform of sorts.

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The thing about Germans is that they really like wurst and beer. It seems like an awful stereotype, but I have to tell you that it is 100% true. And they consume so much of it and in so many varieties, that I think they are sometimes a bit ashamed of it themselves as well and then try to hide it, so they call things "liver cheese", which is just wurst. Or they call something "wurstsalat" which is not a salad at all, just wurst. And then they throw parties with cute names like "kinderfest", which is just about drinking beer.. There are uncountable different beers and wurstthings in Germany. And every single  person seems to like it. Even the vegetarians I met, wouldn't stop talking about the amazing vegetarian sausages. It's just in the German blood I think.

So this is is why we started our day in Munich with a typical "Weißwurst Frühstuck". Basically it is two white sausages that you unpeel from their white skin (which ends up as a little pile of used condoms on the side of your plate. Not very appealing when you're already busy trying to get over the fact that you're eating a white sausage in the morning), a lot of sweet mustard (this is very good!), a fresh brezel, and.. a white beer! It's the most ridiculous thing on earth, but it was a great start of our Munich day, and I was proud all day that I managed to eat at least one of the sausages!
We ended the day with beer as well in a real beergarten. In between there were museum visitis, drinking coffee, seeing naked men in the park, looking at books and eating sugarnuts on the market, and a little moment of cooling down and relaxing by the riverside (in the middle of the city!). And there were many people in lederhosen. Crazy Germans.

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Fridaynight is pizzanight in Eindhoven. There is a magical place, also known as the backyard of the pizzaguy. Here you can enjoy a night with wonderful, crazy people and orange beers. And on top of that, you can also make your very own pizza, which is always the best pizza you ever tasted.
There are ladies with dresses made from beercans, little girls who make you stoned whales from paper, cats who cant be fed and chickens who eat the leftover pizza. There is a collection of garden gnomes on the roof and a red button which you can press if you dont like the current song (but dont press it when rammstein is playing, because then you'll be in trouble).

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Just one hour biking away from Amsterdam we found ourselves in proper flat Dutch countryside. We spent two days in a tent, making dinner on a small fire, smoking by the side of the lake as we watched the red ball of sun slowly fall in the water (so cheesy, you almost wouldnt believe it could be real). Biking to the touristic cute towns, ending up between the 60+ mass tourists, laughing at the sea, drinking beers in a bar with music and a book of lists, and spending all our 50cent coins in the shower in order to stay a bit warm.
A birthday celebration of sorts. Mostly a perfect escape from busy city life. I just got all my tickets for summerplans sorted. Two short German holidays, one with mountains and one with music.

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Lately, a lot of my adventures have been food-related. There has been fish-heads, candy-making, pizza-parties, bitterballen-birthdays, eggs on the side of the road, Dutch-German cheese-tours, salt and pepper from fresh friends in cups with boobs and a giant penis..
And today my classmates had me laying on the floor while they covered my face with blue shit, in order to make a chocolate replica of my nose (this worked out well! We also tried an ear, but that is not so easy. Neither are fingers)..

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The blog is a bit silent, and I am not taking so much pictures anymore. But life is good and exciting. Healthy living and enjoying the sun, good books, good food, good people, good chairs. I still get sad, but it ain't like before. (Jonathan, what's happening?)

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German easters are slightly different than the Dutch ones. Everyone seems to have left town for familyweekends with big meals and presents and I dont know what. Meanwhile, Hamburg is busy covering herself with a blanket of snow.
So my weekend will be spent inside with a lot of coffee, fellow lonely souls, tulpen aus Amsterdam, pancakes and some good books. Maybe not very German, but enjoyable nonetheless.
Frohe Ostern!

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The tulips have died by now, but tomorrow it's wednesday which means I can get new flowers again (It's always a surprise what they will have every week. On Wednesday they open and then close when they are sold out and open again on wednesday. I like this.)
Staying home, baking, cooking, writing letters, working, and going for a Spaziergang when there is no wetness coming from the sky and the cold doesn't cut through your skin too much.
This beautiful Eindhovian house always makes me feel at home even though it is not really my home.

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Oh Christmasholidays. You know. Staying in bed forever, making cards and books, drinking coffee, eating cookies, dreaming of other places, watching documentaries, listening to top2000.. And of course; seeing friends and family for more coffee and food!
How are you holidays? 

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Being (at) home in Hamburg. Neatly organized breakfast, amateur haircuts, importing Dutch traditions for German boys. And wooden floors! (one of my favourite things in this house. perfect for bedroomdancing)

Maybe some Hamburgian would like to adopt me as their cat so I can stay in this city forever. Please?

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Dusty scans and lazy mornings that stretch out into lazy afternoons and lazy nights.  

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I read about summer of self love today and would like to try this too. As a personal start today, here is some food that I enjoyed the past few months. I enjoyed it so much it had to be captured on film.
[lunch with sanne, delicious cookies given to me by Jo, tomatosoup and capuccino in london, supernice vegan food with/by martin]

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School is over, we passed, had pizza, then I slept for a day and had many dreams about pizza. 

pizza pizza pizza. 

I had this pizza in Little Creatures in Melbourne, which is the kind of place you'd definitely hang out a lot if you're awesome and hip and in your 30s with two little kids and lots of other awesome and hip friends. Then you drink some fancy beers and eat rosemary pizzas and read some old biology books with pretty drawings of plants. 

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meoww. a little while ago on a very warm day (hence the creepy veins), I received some delicious beautiful beautiful turqoise/pink cookies and more cuteness from my lovely friend Jo, who is also a great baker! ♥

oh and thank you so much for the nice comments on my previous post :) Danke schön!

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Easter brunch made by mum and dad. The pancakes with the white stuff were so so good. The recipe was in the Allerhande. For the cream (4 people) you'll need:

1 vanilla stick
200 ml crème fraiche
3 tbs liquid honey + something extra for over the pancakes
4 apricots on (apple)juice

cut the vanillastick open in the length. scrape the marrow out with a knife. stir the crème fraiche in a bowl untill it's smooth and add the marrow and the honey. Put it on a plate and add the apricot and maybe some extra honey.

Very bad at translating dutch things into proper english. But if you'd ever have time to make this, try it, it's good.