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A summer-y 100th.

The 100th blogpost – incredible how time flies. And as incredible where my little ‘I’m going to Istanbul and I’ll just blog about it’-blog has gone.


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It’s finally summer in Vienna, so here’s a lovely little recipe I brought back from Turkey.



It’s the perfect drink for a hot summer day. At first, most of us exchange students eyed the stuff curiously, but highly doubtful. But as soon as we learned to enjoy hot food and as soon as the hot weather came, we almost got a little too addicted to the stuff.

To the delight of all English-speakers, this stuff is pronounced like the country Iran. Sounds weird, but it’s true 😉

In Turkey, you’ll get it in every restaurant but mostly ready made. Here’s an easy variation to make at home.



Ingredients for one drink:

200g unsweetened, plain yoghurt

100ml water (still/tap and as cold as you can get it)

1/2 tsp salt


Stirr well together and enjoy!

For a really nice variation put your ingredients into a blender and add a few sprigs of mint and/or basil. It’s oh-so-lovely!



Baby went to Amsterdam…

…and ended up in pouring rain. Mixed with a litte… rain. To be fair, sometimes it was only a drizzle. But seriously, Dutch weather: you need to get you sh#t together, this wasn’t okay.

IMG_5508Bike heaven.

What was amazingly great, however, was all the wonderful food and coffee to be had in both cities I visited. And the reunions, of course. So great to see all these people again – crack up about the same stuff, sharing inside jokes. It was wonderful, especially after that turbulent exam week.

Is this okay or is it too cheesy?

Here’s a few recommendations:

Hanneke’s Boom

A lovely little place at the harbour and right next to the big library, great music, really chilled vibe, great food. They had lots of beer on tap and bottled as well as cider and great fresh mint tea (to warm up after getting soaked in the rain once more).


This place is tiny, it’s a bit dodgy, it’s nothing special by the looks of it – but they do the most amazing thai food for really fair prices. It can get pretty crowded in there, but tourists are a rare sight.

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One gracht of many. And endless boats. It was wonderful.



Best. Apple. Pie. Ever.

No, seriously, it’s amazing. And they do wonderful coffee, the service is SO friendly and it’s a perfect place to feel like a cat next to the fireplace: happy, sleepy and about to purr.


Vinnie’s Deli

I absolutely love the style of this place – wooden floors, the ingredients neatly stacked up above the counter, delicious sandwiches, great mint tea, wonderful coffee, free wifi – all served with a smile. Pretty much everything you could ask for. Oh, and super comfortable couches.


Cafe Brecht

It’s hipster, but it is cool after all. Great place for a few drinks at night, huge beer selection.



Part of the University of Amsterdam, this coffee meets bar place is buzzing with students (haha, captain obvious) and it’s a really nice place to kick back and enjoy a beer or some coffee. There’s comfy couches, books and sometimes performances going on.


Utrecht showing the dutch cliche.


The last 2 weeks have gone by in a blink. The amount of things happening was kind of crazy:

My first bike crash – got hit frontally by a car (my bike got a bad hit, I was lucky).

4 exams in 4 days (So. not. fun.).

General end-of-semester-craziness (see above).

My first OD triathlon (Fck yeah, I made it!!).

First time ever on a longboard (I never thought I could be cool – there’s a new chance here!).

It might take a while till I’m THAT good.

Also: I totally rolled my ankle (not related to any of the above, as incredible as this may sound).

…Well, and after all of this, I packed my crutches (yeah, that happened) and went to Amsterdam.

Being back

The thing about traveling is, that although you may return to your initial starting point – be it the beginning of your travels, a home base of some sort or actually going home – it will not be the same. You’ll always end up changed – you have seen new, incredible things, dared things that you never thought you’d ever do and learned so much that you’ll have a hard time on putting your finger on ‘what’s different now’.

After being abroad for almost 9 months and being back a mere 2 weeks I am so grateful for all the places I’ve seen and all the wonderful people I’ve met – it’s been amazing and I can’t wait to see you again.

And for the record, the usual reaction to ‘I’m back in Vienna now!’ is ‘Yeah right, how long?!’

We’ll see 🙂


I discovered a really cool blog here: The Blog of Impossible Things. We’ve all had our moments of doubt, moments of ‘no, that’s never gonna happen’ or ‘no, I can’t do this’ – and this is the perfect remedy for it. There’s a ‘it will happen’, ‘just try and it’ll be fine’ for everyone – and really awesome travel stories.

I’ve only been back in Vienna for less than 2 weeks and I’m already talking traveling again, I really can’t help it 🙂


There’s two kinds of reunions with friends: The really big OHMYGODIHAVENTSEENYOUINLIKEFOREEEEVER and the easy, unpretentious ‘how’s it going?’.

What do I mean with that? Well, on the one hand there’s reunions where you just feel that you haven’t seen each other in a long, long while. But nonetheless, you choose to cheer for it. Good on ya. However, there is a sense of having been separated there. Of not really being that familiar anymore. Of not really knowing what’s been going on with the other person.

And then, there’s the reunions that sometimes take place after years have gone by. Still, this kind of reunion is calm, in a way reassuring and very much at ease. This is the kind of reunion that doesn’t actually feel like a reunion, if much rather feels like a quick catching up over coffee, just pick up where you left last time and get on chatting happily away. This ist the kind of reunion that shows really special friendships: You don’t have to know exactly what’s been going on but you still get on as well as you did years ago. You still giggle about the same stuff, burst into hysteric fits of laughter at the same time and you still find things to chat away about way past tiredness or bedtime.

This kind of reunion is precious and rare and I will never stop to appreciate it.