Wednesday afternoon after Easter. Dusseldorf Airport: sitting in the airplane. Waiting, together with a pilot, a crew and the remaining 149 passengers for clearance to take off. Being sad. After one week of hotel mama, I go back home to Vienna. So I’m sitting here, being sad.
Because I’m sitting on the damn wrong side of the plane! Continue reading “An Easter Story”
“Are you sure you do not want to take a pill against seasickness, I mean, PUKING?” We are asked.
Matthias says that he has never been nauseous in his whole life, so he does not need something like that.
I’m thinking. I’ve never been sea sick too. Although I have traveled almost all of the deep waters in this world.
It is weekend. And something is different than usual … yes: the sun is shining AND Matthias is healthy AND I am healthy – that is yes … exactly … yeiii … we can make an excursion!
Destination: Mount Diablo. Accomponied by Phil and Emma. Continue reading “Mount Diablo. Or: a perfect day.”
Despite the very gratifying news that my application for visa extension was granted – I am allowed to stay in California until July 14, 2017 – I have fallen both into a sort of limbo and into a deep hole. This has paralyzed me. So it was a bit quiet and thoughtful inside of Kiki – as well as in Kiki’s blog … Continue reading “It’s not always easy to be yourself #therewasthislimbo…”
