I still can’t write about Berlin. It was such an amazing experience that I don’t want to talk about it from fear that once all the things have been said and written, there will be nothing left except a bunch of pictures and some souvenirs. I want the Berlin spirit to last for as long as possible, God knows when I’ll be able to visit that extraordinary city again…

So, no stories about Berlin… yet. But I can tell you how I arrived in Bucharest at 3 in the afternoon and how I unpacked my huge suit case only to pack a much smaller one and how at 8 in the evening I was in a taxi on my way to the train station and how at half past 9 the next morning I arrived in Baia Mare :) I wish I could tell you that it was a spur of the moment trip but, like most of the things I do, it was planned 2 weeks in advance.

Back home everything is fine. My parents are putting the finishing touches on the house; Oscar, the dog, makes them very happy; the weather was just as lovely as I remembered; Tom&Jerry is still my favourite hang out place in the world; and you can still buy that delicious home made ice cream. I really like my parents’ house. It’s so pretty and new :) It’s a bit too new, it doesn’t have a soul yet (how could it, when it’s not ready yet, when they don’t live there yet), but it has great potential. I love it even more since my mum and I agreed on almost everything: the style, the colours, the fixtures. It’s going to be a wonderful home and I can hardly wait for them to move there. They worked so hard to build it and they should enjoy it for as long as possible. Also, the moment they move there, I’m getting a new bicycle for going to and fro the city. Basically, it’s a win-win situation :))

Home is not home without L. (who was on holiday) and Sofi (who also was on holiday with her parents) but I got to spend some quality time with Steve. I also got back in touch with a dear dear old friend of mine whom I haven’t seen for a while. The awful part was that we re-bonded at her mother’s funeral… It was unbelievably sad. I knew her mum well, she was such an incredible person, such a positive woman, hard working, fair, generous… I am concerned about my friend and I’d like to help her somehow, tell her that everything is going to be ok, hold her and comfort her but I know that I am powerless and basically I can’t do anything more than letting her know that I’m there for her.

On a brighter note, I am so in love with the Lensbaby… lens. It’s a pleasure (and a challenge) to take pictures with it and somehow they all seem so artsy (oh, my modesty is killing me!). I want to upgrade it but first I desperately want to buy a new bike. I have found some which I like but I have to see them IRL and test them first. I haven’t decided if I want a new one or a second hand one but if you know some cool shops I can check out, please let me know (but don’t bother to tell me about Ciclop – they haven’t updated their website for a long time and when I visited their shop and found out that my dream bike was not available I was pretty disappointed…). So, yeah, I’m back.

Posted on by ionuca | Posted in Baia Mare, More than words can say, Pictures of you, Try walking in my shoes, With a little help from my friends

6 Responses to When in doubt, take the first train home

  1. by vio on July 30, 2012 at 1:34 am

    I did the same (sort of) with my trip to Malta (except few posts…) and I just realized (by watching pictures with Alina now) that I forgot a looooooot about something I thought I’m going to remember always. I am quite sad… I don’t even dare to think at Spain now and what stayed in my memory and what’s lost already. OK, I’m older:P …

    (wooo, english comment:P , oaaa:) )

    PS nice post:D

  2. by Béranger on July 30, 2012 at 9:52 pm

    When in doubt, add fries to that :-p

  3. by Gracie on July 31, 2012 at 11:18 pm

    I knew you’d love Berlin, isn’t it such a great surprise? I fell in love with the city at first sight.

  4. by ionuca on August 1, 2012 at 11:38 am

    @Vio: yeah, memory is tricky. Most of the times you just remember a feeling, or a smell, or a window. At least we have the pictures… :)

    @Béranger: friiiiieeeees!!! I want some so bad right now! :))

    @Gracie: oh, Berlin is fantastic! I’d move there tomorrow if I had the chance – no regrets, no looking back. Glad to see that you’re back home and I can hardly wait to read about your holiday!

  5. by Eddie on August 4, 2012 at 11:59 am

    But what will happen when you’re in doubt in Berlin? :-P

  6. by ionuca on August 4, 2012 at 7:00 pm

    @Eddie: first, let me get to Berlin, then I’ll see how I manage everything :P

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