Moving day...

For the last 15 years of my life (almost half of my entire life!!!), every time I used the word "moving," it meant going to a different city, at least a few hundred kilometers away, most of the time, a different country or even continent. I've moved too many times, I've lost count.

However, as far as I can remember, this is the only time I moved inside the same city. It's definitely the first time that "moving" didn't mean also changing my entire life, the language I'm speaking day to day, the people I hang out with, the places I go, the activities I participate in. It's weird. I'm moving, but it doesn't really feel like it. I'm moving to a new apartment, 3.6km away. That's nothing. I can walk from one place to the other. It's 2 stops on the metro.

I think that's why I've taken it so easily. I'm usually really stressed out and worried and almost in a panic, for weeks before the move. It's not the move itself, it's the fact that it symbolizes a 180 degrees change of everything in my life. This time, the only thing that's changing is that I won't have roommates anymore.

That was the point, obviously, I wanted to get my own place. But at the same time, I was feeling all melancholy at the end of dinner tonight, looking around at all these people I love and have shared so much with, for 18 months. I'm going to miss them. A lot. I know they're only 15 minutes away, but we were a family, there's an inner circle, the Beermannkinder. I'm leaving the inner circle... and that's kinda sad... :(  This is the last post I will write here. It's 4:39am, I should probably be sleeping, but somehow I want to savor the last moments in this house... there are many dear memories here...

On a positive note, I feel like this is marking a changing point in my life. I'm "growing up," it's almost like moving out of the "dorms" after college. :) Silly comparison maybe, but that's what it feels like. I'm happy, and I think this will be very good for me.

Onward and Upward!

p.s.: also, totally looking forward to walking around naked in my own house! YEY!!!

Moving again...

Theologische Hochschule Friedensau Alte Schule

So I'm moving again. In a few days I will be arriving at Friedensau University in Germany, where I will be for at least a year, hopefully more.

I was talking to some friends about the fact that here I am, picking up and moving again, leaving behind friends and family again, and having to start all over again, again. "Isn't it tiring?" they asked me. "Yes, in a way. But you get used to it." I answered.

The truth is, I'm not sure you get used to the leaving part... it's always sad to leave your friends behind and not know when you'll see them again. I'm going to miss some of them terribly (and you know who you are...). But at the same time you never get quite used to the leaving part, you get kind of addicted to the arriving part. It's always exciting and fun to see where you're going to live next, and the people you're going to meet, and the things you're going to do and learn...

Today I ran across a quote that kinda sums it up for me:

“So many people live within unhappy circumstances and yet will not take the initiative to change their situation because they are conditioned to a life of security, conformity, and conservatism, all of which may appear to give one peace of mind, but in reality nothing is more dangerous to the adventurous spirit within a man than a secure future. The very basic core of a man’s living spirit is his passion for adventure.


The joy of life comes from our encounters with new experiences, and hence there is no greater joy than to have an endlessly changing horizon, for each day to have a new and different sun.”

~Chris McCandless*



*If you haven't seen the movie "Into the Wild", watch it!!! Or even better, read the book!!! 

Fears are stupid!!

Last year, almost exactly a year ago, I was blogging about confusing embassy/immigration department information, and what ultimately led me to decide NOT to request the visa to go to Germany. (You can read those blogs here)I've had issues with visas before, and now I dread them. So I decided to not even try, and just go back to Buenos Aires.

Now I finally faced my fears and plunged head first into the paperwork... and it worked! I'm leaving in 36hrs!!! If I hadn't succumbed to my fears a year ago, I would've been in Germany already... but at the same time, all the places I visited and all the things I did in the last year, I wouldn't have done, so it's all good. :)

The point is, Fears are Stupid. And now I'm moving to Germany!! YEY!!!

Dreams, old friends, new friends and moving...

As the title and description of this blog make evident, this is a blog about random thoughts, so it is probably best not to look for a connection between this post and the next, or even between phrases in the same post... it's random!

I had a dream about my wedding, something like 8 years ago. I don't usually remember my dreams, but I remember this one because of one particular thing: when I walked down the aisle and looked up at my husband-to-be, I realized I did not know him. What does that mean? I have a couple of ideas...

After I had that dream, about a year later, I moved to a different country and met many interesting people. Every time I met someone new, I wondered if they were the unknown face from my dream...

The friends I made back then are now old friends. I've made many other friends since then, and they're the "new" friends now who will become old friends with time. But I've stopped wondering if any of my new or old friends are the one from the dream. All except maybe one.

Now I'm at the verge of moving again. Will I move? Should I move?


I already miss my old friends. I don't want to start missing all the new ones. Not so fast. We haven't had enough time together. And they're so amazing!! I don't want to miss them...

But my poor heart has already left... it is wandering somewhere over the atlantic ocean, half way between where I am now and my next destination...