the other side of the world

whoooooohoooooo Im in costa rica, in the capital san Jose, or more preciselz in the universitz town san pedro right next to san jose (flowing into san jose more like it).
and zes, the kezboard is english, hence the mix up of y and z.
I ma living in a reallz nice host family, with all girls and a nice roommate drew, an american girl a lot older than me. This means I can practice as much spanish as want to. and even though mz grammar sucks and mz vocabulary is lacking the most day to day expressions, I plapper on trying to sort of communicate, evben if it onlz is a remark about how I like the food oer the weather, or trying to tell about my day with my lakcing knowledge of any form of the past tense whatsoever.

I hope to go to the beach on the weekend. I met some girls from switzerland and germany with whom I could possibly travel. lets see, t would be great if that would work out: a bit of rainforest, a lot of beach, a bit of roaming through the streets of some, probably over touristy townlet made for pulling money out of willing tourists. grrrrr usually I hate touristy places, but I have the feeling that most people here arent really up for a hike through the corcovado, the big rainforest preserve in the south.

So I have classes in like 20 minutes. My teacher seems to be ok. the classmates, 3, are sorta nice. I like the american girl, not too much the two other germans who really dont seem to understand a lot. but I think I should chill. Itll all be fine. Ill have a great time. Ill meet lots of nice people.

more little storylets when there is more to tell. :)

me too -!!

As Julia travels to Costa Rica, I too savour a vacation well-deserved..
I’m going to Jaipur, the Pink City, the jewel in the desert, the capital of a state famous for its cuisine and pallu wrapped ladies and multi-hued turbans.

The main motive is to see my DADdy, but I’m going to make the best of my short vacation and see lots of new things. The sun will beat down ferociously, but the sun-cream is ready. Some new smells to entice me and new sights to enthrall me and new experiences to enrich me. My brain is coping up with the sudden idea of vacation, but I am READY.

Silhoutted against the pale pink sky, at dusk, I WILL wave and say “HOORAH” .

PICS to obviously come for the benefit of my counterpart who’s smitten with this country :)

the big unknown

Friday morning im flying to costa rica. I have no idea what to expect. I only know I will miss Jürgen a lot, I will have language and communication problems, and ... many mosquitos. I'm sort of scared

wish me luck!

goosebumps

thats the feeling Im getting everytime I listen to the famous ouverture dedicated to my namesake Julia/et. Of course I have seen the ballet before, it belongs to the classic ones, like the swan lake, that even non ballet frequenters happen to see. but I bumped into it again two weeks ago in Berlin. my cousin took me out (ad hoc) to perhaps the most amazing classical concert I was ever at. the season ending summerconcert, outside on a huge stage in the middle of the forrest, of the berlin philharmonic orchestra. theme: night of love.

The concert is arranged almost like a picnic. people bring food and drink. photo cameras, candles and sparkling candles (Wunderkerze). the atmosphere is summery, fun, casual and quite contrastive to the usual dry throught one gives to concerts. amazing setting for amazing music.

Most of all my favourite Tschaikowsky (spelling is german) piece, the 20 minute long ouverture preempting the condensed love tragedy of Romeo and his Juliet, was played right at the end, finishing a glorious programme of highlights such as dvorak, mussorsky etc. but topping them all.

I like classical music, especially for piano and usually the stuff for orchestra, and sometimes opera- but only live and with the acting. But this ouverture hit me like a steamboat. I was sitting there amazed, and am sitting there amazed right now while listening as I write. my heart and all of my inside feels like flying and jumping around, especially when the entire orchestra spirals up and up, crescendoing into the main theme.

so much better than most of the popular junk revolving around 5 notes and a repetitive pattern of 4 bars.

whoa what happened?

I got my IB grades. the good thing is I met my offer. the bad news is... whoah theyre bad! I was working at a level of 1,0 (german grades) the entire past two years, and now Im walking away with a 1,7?! whoa thats weird. I mean on the one side its weird, that EXACTLY Imperial is working. and nothing else, like something leading me there. On the other hand, I simply cannot believe the exams went so bad. Like I NEVER got those grades before. Oh well. Im in uni, and thats all that counts, and I can stick my personal pride elsewhere because, well I just gotta live with it.