…And on the seventh Day God created Dirndls

It’s often hard to admit to yourself when something is coming to an end but whether I like it or not I will not find myself waking up in Munich tomorrow. There are so many aspects of my life here which I’m going to miss with my entire being: the friends, the language, the city […]

The name’s Bond, Trevor Bond.

People very rarely say that friends are like buses. It seems, however, that mine may in fact be similar to the large road-bound public transport vehicles. After Warrick’s visit last weekend I had only 3 days to prepare before the Mountain Dew, Simon arrived late on a Friday night. Before all that there was the small […]

CSI: Munich

“You better watch out, you better not cry You better not pout, I’m telling you why Warrick Brown is coming to town” Or so I was told last week. And before we start no, I do not mean the fictional character in the CBS crime drama CSI: Crime Scene Investigation, I do of course mean […]

Snonie White & the 7 Dorks

This week’s entry was always likely to be full-blown blog warfare. Sharing in the wonderful experience of blogging about our respective year’s abroad are Marcus and Adam. What would happen then, when the three of us met up with the rest of our friends in Stuttgart for Simon’s birthday? Leaving work at the ludicrously early time […]

For my third weekend in Munich I found myself speaking almost exclusively in English. Friday night saw the usual suspects (Marcus, Greggers and I)  at the world-renowned Löwenbräukeller awaiting the arrival of some new friends. A friend of a friend of a friend had put Marcus in touch with some other Brits abroad and we […]