Quarter Life Crisis

The world according to Sven-S. Porst

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After arriving in Köln yesterday, I went to Bonn to see Jan. With him being, among other things, a cycling fanatic, he had just returned from a 120+km cycling trip with a friend and still couldn't stop talking about cycling afterwards. It's not my cup of tea but there must definitely something to it if you're into it. I also learned a lot about the Alps and bicycles in that day.

This afternoon we had a walk along the Rhine and crossed it using the Rheinnixe, a little ferry going across for a tiny fee, before I went to travel back to Göttingen, where I have finally arrived now. Strangely, I don't think that any of my means of transportation had a significant delay during my journey, that

took me to 4 different countries – including Germany
made me use 3 different currencies – bad choice of countries, for that matter
involved 5 plane, 5 bus and 5 railway journeys

I also did quite a bit of carrying things around

some bags of Haribo sweets from Germany via Portugal to England - those you get in Germany are better than those they sell in England for some reason, they're not as sweet.
a box of CDs from Germany via Portugal to several people in England and Norway
three bottles of wine from Portugal to England and Norway
a bottle of port from Portugal via Coventry to London
a bottle of vodka from Frankfurt via England to Portugal
some clothes from Germany to Portugal only, going back with my parents
magazines from England via Norway back to Germany
ditto for pint glasses (for me), Crunchy bars (for my brother) and flapjacks (for his girlfriend)
Geitost Norwegian cheese from Norway to Germany
and many more things, yadda, yadda, yadda