Poor life choices and terrible ideas

They say it’s easier to write entertainingly about failure than about success, and you may have noticed me wholeheartedly embracing this concept in my blog. That’s not about to change; this one is all about the various acts of idiocy committed by myself and others in my last week in Berlin, as well as at the Port Eliot festival. For some context on the Berlin stuff, see my two related posts: Ich habe déja vu and Backstage Berlin.
For this week, here are some things that I can tell you from experience are Bad Ideas. 
 

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Backstage Berlin: Cultural exploits with EXCLUSIVE CAMEO by Sir Elton John

In order to justify this linguistically enriching but gratuitous trip to Berlin, I’ve been devouring culture like it’s going out of fashion. As I did the sightseeing thing last time I was here, I like to think my recent activities come under the heading of “cool stuff the locals do,” though I admit that this is an ambitious goal; your average Berliner is infinitely cooler than I could ever aspire to be. In spite of that, here’s a round-up of the latest in German entertainment, according to me

Note: I procrastinated until I had an excessive amount to write about again… oops! Fear not though, it’s at least 90% photos.

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Ich habe Déjà Vu

My life feels a bit like a series of TV reruns at the moment, as I’ve come back to home, Oxford and Berlin within the space of a month. These various returns have been wonderful in very many ways but, at times, the rude intrusion of reality into the much-anticipated fairyland of Home has left me feeling a touch bereft, especially as I’m still missing my Montpellier life and friends. The term “reverse culture-shock” gets bandied about a lot, and I think it springs from the strangeness of realising that your expectations of home were just as inaccurate as those of your temporary destination. Philosophising aside, here’s a rundown of what I’ve been up to… 


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