Bears Beers & Bikes

A young person's guide to Berlin

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Good maxim

Pass me the money

Following my European excursions I am now stone cold broke and unemployed. Disheartened at the thought of more soul destroying part time work I have devised the following plan of action:

1. Ebay everything possible - hell, those bags of clothes I've so altruistically been giving away to charity shops could be earning me valuable money for booze, what was I thinking?!
   
2. Become a mystery shopper - I've signed up and now all I have to do is wait for the jobs to come flooding in. I think this job could potentially be lots of fun, although I'm not great at being incognito.
   
3. Partake in medical trials - this is only really a last resort, but if I'm really desperate I don't think it'd be that bad, it's not like I'd be selling one of my kidneys on the black market, right?

Mmmmn. Besides...

Hatin'

I cannot express how much it annoys me when people upload picture after picture of themselves on the internet which they have taken posing in a mirror/web cam.

Whilst I readily admit I used to do this in my earlier teenage years circa myspace, I have moved on and fail to understand why peers my age (and older) still feel the need to do this, get your face out of the fucking mirror, losers.


A deterrent.

After Dark

Home Sweet Home

And so, after six long weeks of travelling across Europe I have arrived back home in London. The weather is miserable, everyone is busy jostling other people out of the way in their beeline to work/shopping/whatever and the public transport is so full it's creaking at hinges but who cares, I am home.

Inspiration

Photographs taken from the 'Elena Gibson: Air' Series by John Spence.