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August 23, 2014

Dresden, Germany.

salam.

hi pipol, how r u?
i'm not lifting an inch my butt away from my bed, no words describe how ganteng my bed is when the temperature is getting lower.
surely its late august already:( like the cold weather i'm feeling so low so lazy so into the blanket today but lemme tell you a happier story.
last week abil and i went to Dresden.
not going around the whole city haha shame we're a lil bit clueless there but dresden is such a beaaaaauty fo sho, ah ya i got a place too in TU Dresden in the major molekulare biotechnologie and i'd be so pleasure to study here, but there's a but and that's another story i'll write about later.

WARNING: it's gonna be a long (very long, actually) photo post, close tab right now or its gonna damage your sight.







my pretty friend is totally single :p




how much i love this kind of door and window

 


she's reallly good at cooking too


and we got a visit too, yap the kiel guuurl :D







i was freaking out stupidly thought it was a real kungfu from distance














the rocky high place is what we call basteibrücke. i'm since 1994 afraid of height and i screwed up by my need to hold on the side grip ew. when i saw down the stepping is made of iron with slits, through all that spread beneath is visible for God's sake i was getting more nervous lol, shame on me. the funny thing was actually when the locals saw us weirdly, bcs we dressed up in skirts! i knew it. hahaha while they were like packed with stuffs to hike or simply wearing something casual like the weather was cloudy too that day so windbreakers were pretty much common.
good coincidence there's a Stadtfest also that time but on sunday we have no mood left to see the closing hiks there's firework fest actually.
fyi, i haven't visited many cities in Germany this past 3 semesters compared to my friends, like mention a name and, abil for example, probably already been there. this sommer a friend and i planned to have a trip around Germany, but sadly my friend got an acute homesick attack so he must fly home. maybe next time we will:)

salam.



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