Marcel
There’s this funny little dynamic between my father and me where we try to gauge whether the other person actually needs to go to the bathroom or is just trying to sneak off and …
To be fair, that woman doesn’t seem to be having the best time in Hamburg at the moment and wishes she were back in Sweden, where her family has a house and apparently spends most …
Before I had the Year of Art, I had the Year of Friendship. It was actually two years, but who’s counting. These yearly themes aren’t really supposed to end when the year does. …
No shade, but neither Munch’s nor Lassnig’s work did much for me. I did, however, enjoy the piece of chocolate cake and strolling through the exhibition with Anna. I love that …
Sorry, Pablo, I didn't really think you were weak. ONLY THAT YOU DON'T HAVE YOUR PRIORITIES STRAIGHT. HOW DARE YOU NOT RUN WITH ME? Anyway! Anna felt better that night, and …
A very special day with the most special person.
Those cinnamon buns were the worst! But at least they were very expensive, so it hurt twice. Do you know those people who buy a very dry and far too expensive cinnamon bun and …
We drove to Bremerhaven, very close to where I grew up, to visit the Klimahaus and my father. It was a surreal experience to be in those places with Anna. I usually try to avoid …
I didn't get engaged that day.
I turned 37 on that day! That number doesn’t remotely reflect the age I feel I should be, but who am I to argue with Chronos?
We didn’t have a single day with fewer than 20,000 steps, and after a while, it definitely started to show.
I later discovered that Waterstones is just the starting point. There are so many incredible bookshops in the UK. What a paradise!
