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linndechirI promised I’d write something about my holidays, and since every D&D alignment test I’ve ever taken has confirmed that I am as lawful as hell (sorry for the lame nerd pun), I will have to keep my promise. I already told you all yesterday that the past ten days were absolutely amazing and wonderful.
First, Dublin. The city is incredibly beautiful, and sometimes you just feel like you’re walking through a fairytale. We were staying right in the city centre, in a horribly tiny hostel room (withassassin_nariel making stupid Hostel jokes all the time ;)), you know, the kind of room where you can hardly make two steps in the same direction. But hey, who cares? We spent four days running through the city with open mouths, gaping at everything and saying, “Guh, the prettiness kills me!”, or most of the time just, “Guh”, because we weren’t coherent enough to speak in full sentences. The cathedrals were amazing. Yes, despite being a radical atheist, I absolutely love being in churches, just like I love church music. You can psychoanalyse that all you want. ;) I was especially impressed by the Christ Church Cathedral. So much beauty. Guh. ^^
On the fifth day in Dublin we took the DART train, just like![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
zigsternenstaub told me to, and she was absolutely right. The seaside was gorgeous. First we went to Dun Laoghaire, and then to Greystones, and from there we walked on the cliffs to Bray. It has been years since I’ve last been to the sea (I spent part of my childhood in the Netherlands, so I used to see the sea very often), and it made me very very happy. I was also incredibly amazed by how GREEN the grass is in Ireland. No, really, it looks just like on the postcards. We had planned to go to Howth as well, but it was already getting rather late and our feet hurt, so we didn’t. I was really sad to leave Dublin.
And then we went to Edinburgh. When we arrived, we were dead. We had to leave the hostel at 4.30 am, and we had slept exactly 20 minutes, from 3.30 to 3.50. And even in our tortured, sleep-deprived state, we couldn’t believe our eyes when we arrived in Edinburgh. Dublin, incredibly gorgeous Dublin, seemed suddenly very bleak compared to the even greater beauty of Edinburgh. Our hostel was, like, 5 minutes away from Edinburgh Castle, right in the centre of Old Town. I have never, ever seen anything as beautiful as the old part of Edinburgh. Honestly, it impressed me even more than Venice and Rome together.
You don’t even have the time to appreciate one beautiful building, because as soon as you turn your head just the tiniest little bit, you see another building that is even MORE beautiful. Again, there were so many churches and cathedrals that blew me away. The organ in St Giles … oh my God. Literally. And then you go to the Palace of Holyrood, and just behind it the city suddenly stops and you’re just in wild nature. We were almost blown off the hill we climbed on, but it was worth the view over the city. It made me want to travel through all of Scotland for several weeks, and I’m usually not an outdoor person.
We also did a little tour through the underground city (old vaults where people used to live), guided by GERRY, who was absolutely amazing. Very pretty, obviously gay guy, about my age, with the cutest Scottish accent, a great sense of humour, and who was simply the funniest, most entertaining tour guide ever. I only hope he will be a history teacher one day, because even the most stupid, bored teenagers would love history with him. Also, the “ghost” who was supposed to scare us at the ending of the tour (“because people expect this kind of thing”, quote Gerry) had to be his boyfriend, the way those two were sparkling at each other. So adorable.
Also, did I mention that I LOVE men in kilts? I felt a little weak every time I saw a man in kilt, even if they weren’t really good-looking, and I half fainted every time I saw a good-looking man in a kilt. And you won’t believe it, there are a whole bunch of them in Edinburgh. Only moment I wished I would have gone on holidays alone, because then I could have got laid. ;)
On the last day in Edinburgh we went, again, to the sea, to North Berwick (about 40 minutes outside Edinburgh). What we found there was one of the most beautiful beaches I’ve ever seen. It made me want to swim, despite the cold, but I didn’t have a towel or anything (obviously, it was freezing cold ;)). As it was, I just walked through the water barefoot and hopped around like a happy child. Andassassin_nariel and I wrote Landa/Hellstrom in huge letters in the sand. Yes, we spent those ten days in complete Inglourious Basterds fangirl mode. It’s scary, but Hellstrom seems to have taken over my head. Could be worse, I love the guy after all.
It was even more difficult for me to leave Edinburgh than to leave Dublin. I want to study there! Wanna wanna wanna! I’d love to go there for my master’s degree once I’ve finished my bachelor’s degree … but well, let’s not quite start dreaming about that yet.
Finally, we took the train from Edinburgh to Glasgow and were very relieved to see that Glasgow is actually a normal city. You know, with ugly parts. *grin* It was still rather interesting, especially since there are some buildings in Glasgow that are just as mind-blowingly beautiful as all of Edinburgh’s old town. Like, the university. Also, we stayed in a real hotel there, and it was comfortable and cosy and nice and not even expensive, and we had amazing Scottish breakfast the two mornings we were there. I love Scottish breakfast.
Anyway, yesterday we flew back to Berlin. Somehow it’s good to be home, even if I dread the return to the real world of this damn paper I have to write in less than two weeks, not to mention my job, and my classes starting again in about two weeks.
assassin_nariel took a whole bunch of photos, but for some reason she didn’t use her digital camera, but one of those old thingies, so we’ll have to wait a bit until we get the photos. Maybe I will post a few, if they’re any good. If you want to.
Also, did you guys get your postcards? I hope you liked them. :D
I probably didn’t even tell you half of all the wonderful things I’ve seen and done, but I’m honestly too lazy to write ten pages or more about my holidays. And I doubt that anyone would want to read them. I doubt that anyone has read this far to begin with. ;)
Btw, the title of this post is an epic quote byassassin_nariel . I can't remember what she really wanted to say, because we were laughing for the next ten minutes. We were talking about Inglourious Basterds (again), and about Dieter Hellstrom being a chain-smoker (and the sexiest chain-smoker in history), and about him probably ending up with lung cancer in the weird AU we made up in which he survives and continues his screwed-up powerplay relationship with Landa on Nantucket Island. And then Nari said, "Do you think there was already nicotine in cigarettes back then?" Yes, Nari, there was. Nicotine is not an evil invention they put in there since the 1990s. ;) This epic fail is the only reason that I didn't have to entitle this post with my own epic fail of these holidays ... me saying, "I'm German, I'm allowed to make fun of Jews." Epic fail indeed. :D
Enough babbling for today. I hope I didn't bore you to death.
First, Dublin. The city is incredibly beautiful, and sometimes you just feel like you’re walking through a fairytale. We were staying right in the city centre, in a horribly tiny hostel room (with
assassin_nariel making stupid Hostel jokes all the time ;)), you know, the kind of room where you can hardly make two steps in the same direction. But hey, who cares? We spent four days running through the city with open mouths, gaping at everything and saying, “Guh, the prettiness kills me!”, or most of the time just, “Guh”, because we weren’t coherent enough to speak in full sentences. The cathedrals were amazing. Yes, despite being a radical atheist, I absolutely love being in churches, just like I love church music. You can psychoanalyse that all you want. ;) I was especially impressed by the Christ Church Cathedral. So much beauty. Guh. ^^On the fifth day in Dublin we took the DART train, just like
zigsternenstaub told me to, and she was absolutely right. The seaside was gorgeous. First we went to Dun Laoghaire, and then to Greystones, and from there we walked on the cliffs to Bray. It has been years since I’ve last been to the sea (I spent part of my childhood in the Netherlands, so I used to see the sea very often), and it made me very very happy. I was also incredibly amazed by how GREEN the grass is in Ireland. No, really, it looks just like on the postcards. We had planned to go to Howth as well, but it was already getting rather late and our feet hurt, so we didn’t. I was really sad to leave Dublin.And then we went to Edinburgh. When we arrived, we were dead. We had to leave the hostel at 4.30 am, and we had slept exactly 20 minutes, from 3.30 to 3.50. And even in our tortured, sleep-deprived state, we couldn’t believe our eyes when we arrived in Edinburgh. Dublin, incredibly gorgeous Dublin, seemed suddenly very bleak compared to the even greater beauty of Edinburgh. Our hostel was, like, 5 minutes away from Edinburgh Castle, right in the centre of Old Town. I have never, ever seen anything as beautiful as the old part of Edinburgh. Honestly, it impressed me even more than Venice and Rome together.
You don’t even have the time to appreciate one beautiful building, because as soon as you turn your head just the tiniest little bit, you see another building that is even MORE beautiful. Again, there were so many churches and cathedrals that blew me away. The organ in St Giles … oh my God. Literally. And then you go to the Palace of Holyrood, and just behind it the city suddenly stops and you’re just in wild nature. We were almost blown off the hill we climbed on, but it was worth the view over the city. It made me want to travel through all of Scotland for several weeks, and I’m usually not an outdoor person.
We also did a little tour through the underground city (old vaults where people used to live), guided by GERRY, who was absolutely amazing. Very pretty, obviously gay guy, about my age, with the cutest Scottish accent, a great sense of humour, and who was simply the funniest, most entertaining tour guide ever. I only hope he will be a history teacher one day, because even the most stupid, bored teenagers would love history with him. Also, the “ghost” who was supposed to scare us at the ending of the tour (“because people expect this kind of thing”, quote Gerry) had to be his boyfriend, the way those two were sparkling at each other. So adorable.
Also, did I mention that I LOVE men in kilts? I felt a little weak every time I saw a man in kilt, even if they weren’t really good-looking, and I half fainted every time I saw a good-looking man in a kilt. And you won’t believe it, there are a whole bunch of them in Edinburgh. Only moment I wished I would have gone on holidays alone, because then I could have got laid. ;)
On the last day in Edinburgh we went, again, to the sea, to North Berwick (about 40 minutes outside Edinburgh). What we found there was one of the most beautiful beaches I’ve ever seen. It made me want to swim, despite the cold, but I didn’t have a towel or anything (obviously, it was freezing cold ;)). As it was, I just walked through the water barefoot and hopped around like a happy child. And
assassin_nariel and I wrote Landa/Hellstrom in huge letters in the sand. Yes, we spent those ten days in complete Inglourious Basterds fangirl mode. It’s scary, but Hellstrom seems to have taken over my head. Could be worse, I love the guy after all.It was even more difficult for me to leave Edinburgh than to leave Dublin. I want to study there! Wanna wanna wanna! I’d love to go there for my master’s degree once I’ve finished my bachelor’s degree … but well, let’s not quite start dreaming about that yet.
Finally, we took the train from Edinburgh to Glasgow and were very relieved to see that Glasgow is actually a normal city. You know, with ugly parts. *grin* It was still rather interesting, especially since there are some buildings in Glasgow that are just as mind-blowingly beautiful as all of Edinburgh’s old town. Like, the university. Also, we stayed in a real hotel there, and it was comfortable and cosy and nice and not even expensive, and we had amazing Scottish breakfast the two mornings we were there. I love Scottish breakfast.
Anyway, yesterday we flew back to Berlin. Somehow it’s good to be home, even if I dread the return to the real world of this damn paper I have to write in less than two weeks, not to mention my job, and my classes starting again in about two weeks.
assassin_nariel took a whole bunch of photos, but for some reason she didn’t use her digital camera, but one of those old thingies, so we’ll have to wait a bit until we get the photos. Maybe I will post a few, if they’re any good. If you want to.Also, did you guys get your postcards? I hope you liked them. :D
I probably didn’t even tell you half of all the wonderful things I’ve seen and done, but I’m honestly too lazy to write ten pages or more about my holidays. And I doubt that anyone would want to read them. I doubt that anyone has read this far to begin with. ;)
Btw, the title of this post is an epic quote by
assassin_nariel . I can't remember what she really wanted to say, because we were laughing for the next ten minutes. We were talking about Inglourious Basterds (again), and about Dieter Hellstrom being a chain-smoker (and the sexiest chain-smoker in history), and about him probably ending up with lung cancer in the weird AU we made up in which he survives and continues his screwed-up powerplay relationship with Landa on Nantucket Island. And then Nari said, "Do you think there was already nicotine in cigarettes back then?" Yes, Nari, there was. Nicotine is not an evil invention they put in there since the 1990s. ;) This epic fail is the only reason that I didn't have to entitle this post with my own epic fail of these holidays ... me saying, "I'm German, I'm allowed to make fun of Jews." Epic fail indeed. :DEnough babbling for today. I hope I didn't bore you to death.
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Date: 2009-09-30 11:56 pm (UTC)And I luff my camera *pets the old thingie* I just couldn't find the charger for my digicam T_T
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Date: 2009-10-01 12:27 am (UTC)I just won't comment on that ... Jetzt lass die Filme aber auch schnell entwickeln, und v.a. will ich die Photos unbedingt auch auf meinem PC haben. *nodnodnagnag*
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Date: 2009-10-01 12:49 am (UTC)Du bist ja so bös. ;-)
Jaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa Sturmbannführer.
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Date: 2009-10-01 12:59 am (UTC)Danke. ^^ Good girl. Guh Gusti/Dani and kinky roleplaying games ...
WHAT IS CHRIS DOING AT ELI'S HOUSE??!!!
And boytoy and his boyfriend!
Ich petze!
Date: 2009-10-01 01:58 am (UTC)Boytoy and his boyfriend was more like EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! That's why my throat hurt so much, never mind the cold XD
Gusti/Dani RPS NAO plz.
Requesting them at RPF kink meme as we speak.
LITTLE UNDERWEAR AND SOCKS DIETER NEEDS A HUG COZ HE'S SCARED, wasn't it?
Re: Ich petze!
Date: 2009-10-01 01:25 pm (UTC)Something like that, yes. I still think Dieter in underwear and socks is so adorable it makes my head explode. Not to mention Hugo's and Landa's.
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Date: 2009-10-01 02:03 am (UTC)Isn't Edinburgh stunning? I thought the food was really good too. And there are so many kids there (university etc.) I would love to live there. Excellent walking town, as you noted. And I totally agree about the men in kilts! :D
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Date: 2009-10-01 01:22 pm (UTC)Yes, men in kilts are wonderful. Why wasn't I alone? ;) And yes, Edinburgh is so wonderful. Also it was a lot less expensive than Dublin, which is a good thing when you're a not exactly rich student. ;) And I'll miss the food ...
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Date: 2009-10-01 08:30 pm (UTC)now go and write your papers.
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Date: 2009-10-01 09:15 pm (UTC)