Au Revoir, Athènes

Ang ganda ng Athens!

It was more breathtaking than I have imagined.

Mabuti na lang at nakapunta ako rito, kahit na tinatamad talaga akong lumipad nung araw na iyon.

I feel like it`s a mix of different countries melded into one:

The streets of Barcelona with its sloping avenues.

The architecture of Rome, of which some infrastructures were inspired.

The wet markets of Manila where you can smell the fresh fruits, vegetables, meats, and fish.

The people are also a mixed pot:

There are these Greeks who look like Middle-Easterns.

Greeks who look like Slavics.

And Greeks who look Caucasians.

Andami rin palang Immigrants doon: Indians, Sri Lankans, Turkish, etc.

Magaganda rin ang mga tanawin. Mas maganda siya, para sa akin, pag gabi ka lilibot.

You can sense the rich culture, history and architecture flowing in the night.

Sa umaga kasi, oo, nakikita mo rin naman lahat, but there`s something bewildering about the scenic structures pag gabi. They light it up like paintings in a gallery.

I went to the Parthenon, pero close na.

I went to the Acropolis, pero close na rin.

I did go to the Olympic Colloseum, which is open 24 hours. It`s huge, but nothing magnificent.

Honestly, hindi ko rin naman ito pinlano. Nakita ko lang kasi na mas mura yung tickets niya as compared to Oslo or Zürich. Kaya naisipan ko na ring magpunta dito.

Last year kasi hindi natuloy. Dapat sana magkikita kami ni K (https://kanesulfur.blogspot.com/) kasama yung jowa niya. But seeing the prices then, I backed out.

Ano pa nga ba?

Hmmm...

I do plan on going back there again. But probably not a couple of years. I have already set out my plans on which countries I want to visit for year 2026.

Hay, the year is ending in a couple of weeks...

Kamusta ang year 2025 niyo mga besh?

I wish everyone Bonheur.

Biju.

Millenial Talk

 Hi, M!

Sinalubong ako ng aking kaibigan habang papasok ng Swagat sa Rada.

G! Wie geht`s dir? Tanong niya

G! Kamusta ka na?

Mir geht`s gut! Ang aking sagot.

I am good!

Lange nicht gesehen. Dagdag pa niya.

Long time, no see.

Stimmt ja. Sabi ko.

Tama ka.

Last time I saw him was 2023. Napakatagal na panahon para sa akin na umuuwi lamang sa Pinas bawat taon.

Natuwa naman ako at nagkita kami, kahit na may online class pala siya nun at nagtuturo siya habang hinihintay kami at ang iba pa naming mga kasama.

Halos 2 oras rin kaming naghihintay doon. Dahil late dumating ang 2 naming mga kaibigan.

Si K. Na probably kilala ng mga iba rito, na dating blogger din.

At si D. Dating workmate ko na naging close ko at sa kanya ako dati nagpapaturo ng mga complex cases sa aking Masteral.

Anyway, dumating si D na may hangover.

G! Sorry, I`m late! I got drunk with our former colleagues. Mga couple of years na rin kami kasing hindi nakapag-bonding.

Hay, okay lang iyan. Sambit ko.

Ano pa bang magagawa ko? Mabuti at tumuloy siya kahit masakit ulo niya.

Then came K with his long-term partner.

Hay. Nainggit ako ng very light.

I greeted them with a beso and we all sat down the table.

G! Sorry late. We ate somewhere na kasi.

His partner grinned. Medyo shy and timid lagi partner niya, but he does warm up once the conversation starts.

So ano na nga bang bago? I asked them one-by-one.

Si M, hininto muna yung PhD niya. Nagfo-fokus muna siya sa kanyang pagtuturo. Naiintindihan ko rin naman. Nakakapagod pagsabayin ang pag-aaral at pagtuturo.

Mukhang masaya naman siya sa purong pagtuturo. And he is compensated well.

Si D, ayaw magsalita. Potang babaeng iyon. Wala man lang akong mapigang impormasyon.

Oh well. Move on.

Si K, ayun, masaya pa rin sa work. Ang tagal na niya sa trabaho niya. Pero ngayon more of managerial responsibilities na raw siya. Less editing. Less work abroad.

G, Napagod na ako kakabiyahe for work. Dagdag niya.

Talaga? I asked him.

Kasi when we were younger tuwang-tuwa siya pag lalabas siya ng bansa: Hongkong, Singapore, Malaysia, etc.

Pero ganoon nga siguro pag nag-ma-mature ka na. Mas gusto mo nang magpahinga, probably more of leisurely travel.

Nagpunta raw sila ng kanyang partner sa France at Spain.

Potacah! I was in Paris last September! Bakit hindi mo ako sinabiihan? I jokingly said.

Nung last week of August pa kami doon. Barcelona was our last stop. He replied.

Sabihan mo naman ako kailan ka pupunta dito! Kaloka ka. I told him.

Low priority ko kasi ang Germany.

Then choose an EU country and then doon kita kikitain. Sabi ko.

The wine they ordered just arrived.

I was hesitant to drink with them, pero sige na nga. One glass of wine will do.

So ikaw, G, kamusta bakasyon mo dito?

They asked.

Good. I gulped a small quantity of wine in my throat.

Part 1

Mor(t)ality

 Wala na si Rafa...

His cousin messaged me on FB last Thursday.

I peeked into her profile.

And there he is...

A picture frame with his innocent smile.

Hindi ko ma-proseso ang mga pangyayari.

My ex-partner died.

He died because of suffering too much - from childhood to adulthood.

I placed my phone down.

Umiyak.

Humagulgol.

Humahanap ng kasagutan sa kawalan.

This guy.

This guy who I shared some beautiful moments together is gone.

And honestly, I was looking forward on seeing him again when I come home.

Pero iba na pala ang sasalubong sa akin.

Hindi ko lubos maisip na wala na siya.

Nakapaloob sa isang kwadradong kahon.

Napakasakit.

I really can`t put it into words.

Sana...

Sana bukas o makalawa, humapo nitong pighating nararamdaman ko.

Meron rin akong pabor sa inyo...

Please seek help.

Please ask help.

There is help.

We can help.

If you would let us...

Rafa, sana naririnig mo mga samo ko.

You will always have a place in my heart.

Till the day I die.

We will see each other soon.

I promise.

Of First Worlds and Third Worlds

"Ich kann dich nicht einchecken."

Hindi kita mai-check-in.

The airline personnel told me upfront.

"Wieso?"

How come? I asked.

"Braucht ein Oman Visa."

Kailangan mo ng Oman Visa.

"Aber ich bleib dort nur für ungefähr 4 Stunden. Ich gehe nirgendwo."

Pero magtatagal lang ako doon ng 4 na oras. Wala akong ibang pupuntahan.

"Es tut mir leid."

I am sorry.

So I was in a bit of a panic last Saturday when the staff told me that I cannot fly unless I apply for an Oman Visa.

Okay.

Pero ang weird kasi the flight from Muscat to Manila kept being delayed and delayed until the time that I will be staying in Oman territory for more than 24 hours.

So what`s the first thing I thought of?

Get an Oman Visa.

Naisip ko let`s get one.

I checked the website and they could issue a Visa the fastest within 2 days.

Oh good grief.

Plan B.

What if I could change my flight to an earlier date the next day?

I immediately went to the Special Assistance counter and asked what I need to do.

Unfortunately she too cannot help me.

They could fly me from Berlin to Oman, but I still need to call the airline for my connecting flight to the PHL.

At this time, I was getting a mix of emotions.

Irritation - because this was so inconvenient on the day of my flight

Anger - because this was so infuriating

Anxiety - because I could not think of any other solution

And so I checked immediately an app to check for flights for today.

Hey, I was already at the airport. My luggage and backpack are already with me.

I was also thinking of not going to the Philippines anymore.

Pero that`s BS. I booked this flight since January of the year.

Jusko. The disappointment on my face was truly evident.

At yun na nga. No choice. Sige na. Ilaban na ito.

My parents are waiting for me.

My pets are waiting for me.

My relatives and friends are all waiting for me.

I calculated my savings...

No choice. I need to get from my emergency fund.

Hayaan mo na. I will just deal with this mess later.

Ang importante maka-book at makasakay ako today.

Period.

After a few negotiations with my cousin, he booked me a flight.

Nagpasalamat talaga ako!

Pero grabe.

Naramdaman ko gaano kahina ng ating Passport bilang Filipino.

Oman. A place where thousands of Filipinos are serving. Requires Visa also for us.

Napaka-ironic.

Pero thankful pa din kasi kahit na nai-stress ako doon.

Kahit na nawalan ako ng malaking pera.

Kahit na nagbawas ako to the point na wala na akong pasalubong para sa mga kamag-anak ko.

The flight was smooth. The service was superb. The food served was excellent.

Habang tinitipa ko itong sulatin na ito sa aking laptop, nananalangin pa rin ako na sana umayos na rin ang gobyerno natin.

We are getting more and more famous around the world for all the wrong reasons.

The hope is still there.

Selfishlessness

 "G?" My colleague asked me while I was documenting on a patient.

"Hmmm?"

"Pwede bang maging makasarili kahit minsan lang?"

Tumingin siya sa FB Messenger at binasa ang mga mensahe ng nanay niya.

Kumunot ang noo.

Lumungkot ang mukha.

"Hay, J, I know what you are going through right now." I replied.

Si J, Pinoy kong colleague dito sa station namin. Nauna lang siya ng 6 months. Pero 2020 pa siya dito sa Alemanya bilang nurse.

Madalas niyang naikukwento na halos walang natitira sa kanyang sahod dahil sa pagsuporta sa kanyang mga kamag-anak sa Pinas.

And I mentioned "Kamag-anak."

Hindi magulang.

Hindi lang kapatid.

Kundi yung ibang mga tita, tito, lola at mga pinsan niya.

Hanggang ngayon wala pa siyang natitipid na maayos.

Napaisip ako...

"J, alam mo naman opinyon ko diyan. Hindi naman ako nagkulang ng payo sa iyo."

Sa totoo lang, maraming beses na namin (co-colleagues) siya pinagsasabihan about putting boundaries on his giving.

Pinoy ako at may mga katrabaho rin kaming Pinoy na pareho ng karanasan.

"Pero G sabi nga nila,  "Tulungan mo ang mga tumulong sa iyo."

Lagi niyang katwiran iyon.

"Huy! Tigil-tigilan mo nga ako."

Lagi kong sambit sa kanya.

Dahil alam ko naman na hindi naman lahat ng tinutulungan niya ay nakatulong sa kanya.

Lalo na yung mga pinsan niyang "Nangangamusta."

Ewan ko ba, galit ako sa mga taong ganyan. SOBRA.

Pet peeve ko iyan lalo na nung nalaman nilang nasa Alemanya na ako nagtatrabaho.

Although to be fair, hindi naman mga kamag-anak ko ang mga nanghihiram pero mga kakilala.

Or tatay ko. LOL. But that`s another post.

Pwede kang tumulong. Absolutely. Walang mali doon. It is absolutely logical.

Pero hangga`t hindi ka pa umaangat, tumulong ng naaayon sa kakayanan...

You know what I mean?

But we Pinoys always have that "utang na loob" na hindi na nawawala sa kultura natin.

And not only that, but the receiving end also has some things to say.

Whether you gave or not.

I find it repulsive, really.

"Pinakita ni mama yung bahay sa Bicol. Grabe. Andaming kailagang ayusin." 

He sighed but continued...

"Yung ceiling sira na. Yung tiles sira na rin. May bago nanaman akong bayarin. Yung tiles pa lang, magkano na iyon?"

I can only look at him and say nothing.

Sometimes, silence is the best answer.

He then turned his phone off.

"May baon ka ngayon?" He asked.

"Siyempre wala! Eh ikaw?"

"Siyempre wala rin!"

We both laughed.

"Ayan tayo eh! Humopia nanaman tayo na may pasyenteng hindi kakain."

And that`s the truth.

We need to save money and the first thing we can do to save money is if we ate patients`meals. Those that were not eaten.

It`s the reality of life of being an OFW.

Kailangan mong maging madiskarte at praktikal sa buhay.

Kundi kakain ka ng Kapitalismo at Taxes ng buhay.

Akala nila we eat someplace fancy whenever we can.

Akala nila we travel somewhere fancy whenever we can.

Akala nila we buy something fancy whenever we can.

The truth is, we can. But we choose not to because we know our families need it more.

And honestly, the last time I ate at a restaurant was last December. When J invited me to eat dinner with his former pinoy colleagues in this cheap Pinoy resto.

And I paid 10 Euros for Lumpiang Sariwa!

At masama pa loob ko dahil mas masarap pa magluto nanay ko!

So life here in Germany is not as luxurious and glamorous as people back at the country think it is.

But we are still thankful for the opportunity to be working here.

So selfishness is not self-centeredness.

It is self-sustainability of oneself in these very trying times.

And I continued documenting my report while J found extra food in the patients` wagon.

Effem, Effem Paano Ka Ginawa?

Medyo effeminate ako since I was a kid.

Kaya naman hindi na nakapagtataka na madalas rin akong malait nung grade school and high school.

Eh ganoon talaga. Ito na ako eh.

Gusto mong magsumbong sa mga magulang mo kaso alam mong hindi ka naman nila maiintindihan dahil hindi rin naman sila bukas sa sekswalidad mo.

Ito ata ang naging pinaka-mahirap para sa akin habang lumalaki...

Ang pagtanggap ko sa sarili.

Ang pagtanggap ng iba sa akin.

Ang pagtanggap ng magulang sa akin.

Kaya naman wala na akong koneksyon sa aking mga kaklase nung elementary at high school.

At hindi ko naman rin hinahanap iyon.

Growing up effeminate in a Catholic country really was a huge disadvantage.

Hindi ka lang maagang namulat sa realidad ng mundo, kundi sa realidad ng pagkababaw ng mga pag-iisip ng mga tao.

Lalo na sa mga kapwa bakla.

Oo, sa kapwa bakla pa ako mismo nakatanggap ng mga hindi magagandang karanasan.

It happened.

Ang weird, ano?

Tayo itong nagsasabi na we are brothers and sisters because of our sexuality, pero kung tutuusin, hindi naman talaga.

We are not united by our sexuality, hence divided.

And I totally get it. Lahat tayo may mga hinahanap sa ating partner or friends or tropa.

Some would like to have a huggable partner to have. Some want athletic or slim.

Some would like to have a femboy. Some transman.

Some would like to have a manly gay. Some with a bit of flair.

Some would like to have someone mature. A lot with younger guys.

Pero sana, we wouldn`t discriminate each other just because they are not the same as us - wavelength and all.

We are all created beautiful in each other`s eyes.

And that is what we all need to accept.

That bias and discrimination will never set us free from the wraps of the earthly desires.

But if we allow people as they are, how wonderful each and every one is, then not only are you setting yourself for a life of thankfulness, but also a life of minimal-stress.

Tao ako.

Tao ikaw.

Tao siya.

Tao tayo.

Of Goals and Plans

 

I have always kept a journal/organizer/planner ever since elementary days.

The reason was because my sister got one Looney Tunes-themed planner when she was in grade 6.

So the jealous me also bought one during Christmas. Although for Php99, it wasn`t really to that level. It was a thick, black one from National Bookstore.

Oh but I loved it so much!!! I wrote everything in it like there`s no tomorrow.

I would write lyrics of anime songs in it.

I would list down all anime characters on its pages.

I would buy these pretty expensive (as a student) gel pens just to make it more fany and personalized.

That organizer have stayed with me for years.

The next following years I have always kept one as my daily journal.

And these were all hand-me-down Starbucks planner from my older sister.

Nah, it doesn`t really bother me that I was always one year behind.

Over the years, my journals have evolved from just writing down animes, important notes, phone numbers, schedules, etc.

I also started writing down my goals and objectives for the years.

Ginagawa niyo rin ba ito?

Masaya siya!

Nakikita mo kung paano ka gumagaling sa mga plano mo sa buhay at kung ano pang mga gusto mong makamit para sa iyong kinabukasan.

So for the past couple of years, my journals have been riddled with monthly, yearly and even 5-and-10-year plans.

Ganoon ako ka-advance mag-isip.

Chour lang.

But lately as my perspectives of life are changing and how buddhist teachings allow me to let go and update, I have gone by on writing monthly-and-for-the-current year goals and objectives.

Meron rin pala akong around 15-item monthly goals. These may be personal or material or financial goals.

Examples would be:

1. More inner peace and happiness,

2. Better work practices,

3. Tom Ford Black Orchid Parfum,

4. Fly to Paris, etc.

Tapos every end of the month, I check if each item was completed or not. Para bang quiz.

Pag less than half ang nakamit ko, eh di try again next month. Nothing to lose. That means I need more to learn on how to spend my time, energy, and money.

Pag more than half naman, eh di very good. It is emphasizing that I have been very diligent on hitting these goals.

Honestly, hindi ko na masyadong iniisip ang soooobrang layong kinabukasan (like 10 years from now).

Nakaka-istress lang siya.

You move. You flow. You go with time.

Hayaan nating ang mga adhikain at mga gawain natin ang magsabi ng ating bukas...

Nagsimula na rin akong magsulat for 2026.

Ewan.

Nangati lang ako bigla habang umiinom ng kape sa umaga.

Naisip kong may mga gusto na akong simulang mga isulat para sa susunod na taon.

Hindi naman siguro masama iyon, di ba?

Hay buhay...

Sinimulan ko nanamang basahin yung  "A Little Life" ni Hanya Yanagihara.

Nahirapan akong basahin siya kahit 2 taon na ang nakalilipas. Mabigat ang librong ito, literally and figuratively.

Yun lang muna.

O siya, magpapanggap na ulit ako sa pagtatrabaho.

A plus tard mes amis.

Ere

 I fell in love with this song the moment I heard it.

Ang ganda ng pagkakasulat...

May ingat.

May pagmamahal.

May pait.

May katarantaduhan.

May pagpapaalam.

'Di ba? Nakakaputang ina
Tayo'y lumilipad, at ako'y iniwan mo
Oh, 'di ba? 'Di ba? 'Di ba? Pinagmukha mo 'kong tanga
Tayo'y lumilipad, at ako'y iniwan mo.

Naranasan niyo na rin ba ito?

Yung akala mong kayo na, hindi pala.

Anong pakiramdam mo?

Nasaktan?

Natuwa?

Nalungkot?

Nahimasmasan?

Andaming dumadaloy na pakiramdam.

Pero ganoon talaga ang buhay natin.

Napansin ko lang na habang tumatanda ako, mas nagiging realistic na ang mga pananaw ko sa buhay.

I don`t know anymore if fairy tales can still come true.

I also don`t know if true love`s kiss will also come true.

Is Expecting bad?

Is Hoping bad?

Is Manifesting bad?

Hindi ko iyan masasagot para sa lahat.

According to Buddhist Scriptures, the reason we still suffer is because of our attachments to the world.

Whether it be physical, emotional, material or mental...

Siguro nga kaya ako madalas nalulungkot. Dahil I am still longing for emotional attachment.

Kahit na alam ko namang hindi siya "kailangan".

Hindi rin naman ako naghahanap.

Masaya rin naman akong mag-isa.

Independence can be so powerful, if done right.

But it can get lonely, too.

It is the sacrifice one has to endure.

I still have a lot to learn from Buddhism and being alone.

Or to put it more simply, to being emotionally alone...

Tatlong bilyon, ikaw lang nga ang aking gusto
Pasensiya na kung ngayon ako'y 'di para sa 'yo
Tayo ay papunta na sa 'ting bagong yugto
'Yokong mabuhay sa isang mundong walang tayo

Quand

Dating here in Berlin has been a real challenge for me.

And I mean that in an honest way.

About .1 out of 100 gay guys here want a relationship.

Most of them, like most of the guys around the world, want to have sex.

And I totally understand them.

So for the most part, I would rather be alone by myself than look for someone to go out with.

So is my life for the past years here.

And to tell you the truth, it can get very lonely.

Or iniisip ko rin baka hindi talaga pang-Europe ang beauty ko. Chour!

But it does make you reflect.

I`ve gone twice or thrice with people here, only ending up with him wanting to hook up.

Sorry to say, I`m not that type of ghorl.

Anymore.

Gone are the days when hooking-up was my thing.

Pagod na si betla. Matanda na si betla. And it takes a really sufficient time for me to prepare.

So...kebs.

I would say Germany is the sex tourism capital of Europe. Of course there is also France or probably Amsterdam. Pero dito, dito mo talaga makikita how gay people are thriving.

SchwuZ and KitKat are some of the most famous clubs here. They are known for their "dark rooms" and their "theme parties".

Nakapunta na rin ako dito. But it wasn`t my thing. I barely know the music and the ambiance was not Bed-like nor O Bar-like. But I could appreciate their charm.

So ito na nga, medyo old maid na ang peg ko dito. Work and Gym are my priorities as of the moment.

I open Grindr and Bumble every now and then, but since I already posted in my profile that I am "Not looking for sex," then guys obviously avoid me at all cost

Haha!

So ist es. Kann nicht mehr ändern.

Have you heard of Folsom?

It`s this leather fetish party where guys dress in leather and meet somewhere where they watch someone getting banged.

I kid you not.

So ganito ang Berlin.

The boys just want to have fun.

NSA.

Putain.

Actually, wala na rin akong expectations. Para wala na ring disappointments.

I just live life every single day.

And thank God for letting me live every day.

Yeah, we`ll go with that.

Paris Syndrome

 

 

I finally went to Paris last weekend after more than 4 years of reflecting.

That was really not in my budget, but I had around 7 days off and so, I booked myself a round-trip ticket.

Paris is Paris. There is no sugar-coating about it.

Maganda! The architectures are beautiful like the Grand Palace and the Notre Dame Cathedral.

Yung Eiffel Tower...malaki!

Pero hindi ako fan. Pero masarap tumambay around doon. There are parks everywhere where you can lay a picnic blanket or something and you can chill alone or with friends.

Arc d`Triomphe hindi ko na pinuntahan. Taena. Ang init-init!

Andaming turista nung nagpunta ako.

Siyempre char lang. Turista din naman ako no.

Pero the tourist buses and boats were all full. Grabe.

Buti ako matipid (walang malaking budget) kaya naging adventurous at bumili na lang ng train ticket.

Pinuntahan ko rin yung Cedric Grolet eme Bakery (yung mamahaling Panaderia dito pero sabi ng mga lokal rip-off raw). Buti na lang sarado na nung nadatnan ko. LOL.

Pero tama sila, the Parisians dress really well. But I wouldn`t call it better than say, Berliners.

They do like to layer and mix & match. Magaling sila doon.

And no, hindi naman maraming gwapong lalaki doon as portrayed on media.

Or probably not just my types of men. Pinoy pa rin para sa akin ang pinaka-gwapo.

And because I felt that I have toured the city well, I decided to check-out early and just stay in the airport overnight.

Paris, in my opinion, is a one-and-done place.

Beautiful architecture with beautiful people. But I feel not-so-safe there. And not to be offensive, but these black people look at you very suspiciously. Very different from the black people I have encountered in Berlin or Rome. 

Merci beaucoup et au revoir!

(Pa) Hinga

Malayong-malayo sa Berlin ang mga tanawin sa Bavaria.

In Berlin, it is all buildings, houses, structures, people of all races, dirt, litter, mga durugista, mga homeless, etc.

Truly, it is a cauldron of different flavors.

Pero sa Bavaria, astig doon. Tahimik. Probinsyang-probinsya. You can just imagine riding thru NLEX and viewing the vast areas of farmlands and forests scattered on both sides. At dahil Germany ito, throw in some windmills and some farmhouses with solar panels.

Yun nga lang rin dahil probinsya ito, transportation is quite difficult. Ang lalayo pa ng mga bus and train stops nila.

Kaya naman gusto ko ring pumunta doon dahil na rin sa ambiance. Talagang malayo. People are much more relaxed: hindi sila nagmamadaling pumunta sa kanilang trabaho, hindi sila sumasabog sa galit pag na-le-late ng kaunti ang bus or train, hindi nila hawak 24/7 ang kanilang cellphone at naka-headset, at hindi rin naman sila masyadong fashion-conscious.

Kapag nakita niyo rin yung mga bahay doon, matutuwa kayo. Sa Berlin kasi tabi-tabi ang mga bahay. Isipin niyo na lang na parang mga low-rise condos na magkakatabi. Masikip at mahal ang mga bahay sa Berlin. Lalo na nung nagkaroon ng Inflation plus the ongoing war between Ukraine and Russia.

Doon sa Bavaria, magkaka-layo ang mga bahay. May sariling mga garage at garden halos lahat. May sariling parking ang mga kotse. May 2 floors per house with basement. Meron pa ngang mga shed na imbakan ng mga farm tools. Ganoon kalawak ang mga bahay.

Ang simoy ng hangin doon is depende kung saan ka nakatira. Dahil ang ikinabubuhay ng mga farmers doon ay mga baka at manok, madalas sa madalas, makakaamoy ka ng hindi masyadong kaaya-ayang amoy galing sa mga bakahan at manukan. Pero okay na rin yun.

Sa Berlin, mabaho talaga. Lagi nga kaming nagkukwentuhan ng mga Pinoy na friends ko na mukha lang silang malilinis pero hindi talaga sanay maligo ang mga tao sa Berlin.

In Berlin, hindi ako makatulog ng maayos. Probably because of the psychological effect of city life where everything is fast-paced, pero nung nakitulog ako sa bahay ng pinsan ko, sulit! Twelve hours of sleep. Kaya nga mamamangha ka talaga how urban and rural life really differs from a psychological perspective.

Hay, wala na akong makwento. Pero masaya akong makapunta doon. Sana next year magpunta kaming Liechtenstein at napakahirap magpunta doon ng walang private car - kailangang pumunta ka muna sa Zürich, Switzerland thne bus papunta doon or pwede namang bus from Berlin pero 15 hours ang biyahe.

Hindi siguro!!!

Yun lang phowz.

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