4.22.2016

LETTERS BACK HOME // HASBRUCH

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Dear New Zealand,

Last weekend was really lovely for several reasons, the first being that my boyfriend came back from a two week trip to Thailand (but UGH he's now as tan as I am? AND I WAS BORN THIS COLOUR WTF) and the second being that we spent some time wandering the woods just outside of Bremen with his brother and his brother's girlfriend. It was nice being out of the city again and into a quiet space full of greenery. You know, the kind of quiet where you could hypothetically murder someone and not get caught for a couple of days. Yeah, that kind of quiet. Overall, it was a surprisingly relaxing, pleasant weekend adventure with wonderful people.

On a slightly less awesome note, my friend got hit by a truck and is very much alive but, goddamn, she nearly gave me a heart attack jfc.

Today is a sunny day and I think I might go enjoy the rest of it whilst I still have time before work. I hope you have all been well and continue to be the lovely hobbits I know you all to be.

With love,
Macy

FRENCH INHALE WITH THE BEST

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Definitely not celebrating Hitler's birthday.

Love,
Macy

4.11.2016

FRIENDS FROM FAR PLACES // BREMEN & SYDNEY

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Greetings, humans!

As you may know, I haven't been home (to New Zealand/Australia) since leaving for Germany over two years ago, which sucks, but on the bright side, I've been fortunate enough to have friends who are willing to visit me in this little city called Bremen. For the past few days I've been hanging out with my friend Milena and her partner Tim who are both equally wonderful people who decided to visit me while they're in Germany. Fun fact: Milena has known me since I was still an awkward, very uncool, emo kid. To save you the embarrassment,I have attached no photos of myself or her during that period. We are all aware of what puberty looks like, and retracing those steps will be uncomfortable for the both of us, buddy.

It's always the case that showing someone the city you live in gives you an outside perspective of everything you've grown accustomed to and probably take for granted. Without realising, there's things here in Bremen that I have indeed taken for granted and only by showing my friends around did I realise just how great this city is and can be. Of course, the weather wasn't as bad as it usually is, so that might have something to do with it. I showed them around the main areas of Bremen and we've had lots of time to catch up after so many years of being apart, it really has been such a happy few days and I'm genuinely gonna be bummed when they have to leave to continue their travels. As they're currently weighing their options and deciding whether or not relocating to Germany semi-permanently is a good idea, let's all just keep our fingers crossed and hope that they do eventually decide to move here... because having them in Germany would make life here much, much nicer.

Till next time,
Macy xo




3.30.2016

WHEN YOU MOVE TO A DIFFERENT COUNTRY

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Just over two years ago, I decided to squeeze my life into a suitcase and move from New Zealand to Germany. This new chapter of my life forced me to learn and unlearn a multitude of things and I discovered a new sense of humility and understanding in myself that was unexpected. To this day, I continue to discover exciting things and am met with new challenges – it’s a tough life, but it’s one of the most rewarding experiences you’ll ever have, I promise. Here are just a few of the things that happen when you decide to pack up and move to a different country:

1. You learn to say goodbye. You quickly realize that many of the people in your life are simply passing through and you instinctively hold back in most situations in order to lessen the blow of missing someone. You become an expert in finding the balance between bonding and letting go- a perpetual battle between nostalgia and practicality.

2. You learn how to ask for help. When you live abroad, the simplest of tasks can quickly become nightmares. Processing paperwork, knowing which bus to catch, where the closest pharmacy might be, etc. There are always moments of distress when dealing with the unfamiliar, but you learn to become patient and ask for help. Asking for help is not only inevitable, but also essential.

3. Nostalgia will hit when you least expect it. Whether it’s a song, a smell or a taste, the smallest thing can set off a wave of overwhelming homesickness. You miss the little things you never thought you’d miss and it’s a bummer.

4. Friendships intensify. Moving away and putting a large body of water between yourself and your loved ones is nothing short of difficult. You will quickly learn who goes out of their way to stay in touch – some will distance themselves and others will become closer. It’s essentially a sentimental version of going through your closet and deciding what to keep and what needs to go to the donation bin.

5. Exciting things will happen without you – friends will get married, some will have children, your bestfriend might get that job they’ve always dreamed of. You’ll miss out on a lot and only catch glimpses of it on social media. The longer you stay away, the longer the list of things you’ll miss and you’ll eventually get used to that painful tug in your chest when you see your friends and family reach another milestone without you. It can be a really hard thing to accept and there’s no guaranteed silver lining, but it’s all part of the package when you make the decision to take the road less travelled.

6. You see home in a new light. When you describe to people from another country where you live, you’ll often be met with fascination and interest. This outside perspective can give you a whole new appreciation for the things back home you used to take for granted. Absence makes the heart grow fonder and, sometimes, strangely more patriotic (rugby world cup, am I right?).

7. You’ll start doing as the locals do. Whether you choose to fight it or not, you’ll eventually catch yourself doing things just as the locals do. Adapting to your new surroundings goes beyond understanding the local lingo. Eventually you’ll pick up the mannerisms of the locals, you’ll know the best places to get food, you’ll complain about the same things, etc. Even though you may never be the same as someone who grew up there, you’ll reach a point where you will look at yourself and realize that you’re not as different from the locals as you thought you were.

8. Skype will become your lifeline. Honestly, I don’t know what I would do if it were not for Skype. There’s no better remedy for homesickness than sitting down and having hour-long chats with your family and friends back home. It helps you reconnect and balance yourself out again. When you move away to a different country, it’s far too easy to feel disconnected to who you are and the people you care about, so you’ve got to make sure to nurture those meaningful relationships and check in on your loved ones once in a while. Trust me, it’ll make you feel a million times better.





3.12.2016

LETTERS BACK HOME #5 // BURGERS FOR DAYS

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Dear New Zealand,

I somehow managed to hurt my back/hip last night and so am writing you in irritatingly mild discomfort. Life has been good these past months as I've settled into a somewhat comfortable routine with stress levels now totally manageable. At some stage in the recent past, my personal life had decided to do a bit of a shitty move and everything felt up in the air (because parents be cray, ya know?) and now the dust has settled and I can move on with my life somewhat.

As you can see, my main goals for 2016 is apparently to try out all the burgers I can because burgers are true love and everybody knows it. In between burgers, I've also celebrated two birthdays, visited Holland again and went to a european spa with full nudity and much discomfort and awkwardness on my part, went to Dreamland again, spent some time with the friends of my boyfriend who sporadically come to visit Bremen and cuddled a lot of cats. Life is comfortable and calm, which is a relief after two years of much much stress and many a days questioning who I am as a person and where my life is going (existential crisis, ya feel me?). Such is the life of a twenty-something year old female who decided to ditch NZ and move to a mentally and physically colder country (though I love Germany, I promise).

Also, I can now successfully, though not consistently, open a beer bottle with a lighter. Just that one step closer to becoming a true German, am I right?

Peace out/auf Wiedersehen,
Macy