Monday, December 30, 2019

CH1. Life Goes On 29: Redemption for Inactivity and a Whirlwind of Events

Hello, Tim!
It felt like only hours had passed after concluding the previous letter, but I knew that I have to be back here as soon as possible since there really are so many things to talk about. This week was so chilly that frost started appearing and there was even an occasion when specks of snowflakes started dropping for around ten minutes or so.
Winter is coming.

Monday, December 23, 2019

CH1. Life Goes On 28: Short Notice Nr.2 and a List

Hello, Tim!
Today is possibly the most hectic week ever. With the test hurled at my face and the need for packing at my heels, I will have to make the post really brief this week.
Actually, there won't be anything other than the planning sheet of topics that will be included in the coming week:

The Trip to Strasbourg (pt.2)

The Flixbus that Did not Come

The Visit to Elena

The Sunday Cheese Testing

The (Very Fatty) Food

More Cooking

Ball Juggling, in the Educational Sense

An Unusual Day in the Library

Days of Predeparture - Secret Santa

Days of Predeparture - Ladenburg

Days of Predeparture - There


I hope that I will be able to cover all of them and even add some more.
Sincerely,
Hugo

Friday, December 13, 2019

CH1. Life Goes On 27: A Short Notice and a Promise

Hello, Tim!
I feel sorry to not have any time for the blog this week and for the following. I will try to write something in the next week's letter, but unfortunately, this block of studies has been way more difficult than I initially thought. I have to go back into my studies. At vastest, the week after the next, when I will be on the plane back in Taiwan - at least then- I will be able to write about everything.

Sincerely,
Hugo

Saturday, December 7, 2019

CH1. Life Goes On 26: Strasbourg (p1) and Juggling (Sorry for the Belatedness)

Hello, Tim!
I woke up today feeling really cold from the intruding cold air that gain entrance through my open window. My mind tried to coo me back to sleep, but then the phone started ringing. Angela called and wanted to talk about random things. I like when my mornings begin like this.