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The Secret Rathaus Glockenspiel

Ever wondered what lies behind and inside the famous clock tower of Munich? Well, here’s a glimpse! A cafè/pub/restaurant lies within stone-grey walls, hidden away from the world that is watching the fairy stales spin atop the tower’s clock. xoxo, Viktoria Jean

Travel-diary: Asians in Munich

Touched down on the third largest city in Germany, the host city of the 1972 Summer Olympics, with the cutest city motto: München mag dich, which literally means Munich loves you. On the first day, we had lunch at Dachau Station, KZ-Gedenkstätte, in which our Döner (kebab) came in colossal proportions! Our stop where we touched downContinue reading “Travel-diary: Asians in Munich”

Once in a while I think about the planet

The person I am in 2013 pretty much agrees with the person I was in 2011, albeit less naive, less afraid to speak the hell up. ‘Tis been an eventful week, too much to express in a short post >< And not worth remembering. Impressions of person(s) utterly destroyed hence the reluctance to see itContinue reading “Once in a while I think about the planet”

keep calm and stay sassy

The school of hard-knocks that is life clearly isn’t just any bubble-wrapped, sugar-coated candyland. When the going gets tough, chant this mantra: To me, being 22 & trying to keep your sanity in this crazy world is: 1. Realizing what a terrible person I am / had been 2. Knowing my flaws, recognizing the needContinue reading “keep calm and stay sassy”

154. Six Characters in Search of an Author

“But can’t you see that all the trouble lies here! In the words! All of us have a world full of things inside of us, each of us his own world full of things! And how can we understand one another, sir, if in the words I speak I put the meaning and the valueContinue reading “154. Six Characters in Search of an Author”

153. Paris and Winterson

“She was a committed romantic and an anarcha-feminist. This was hard for her because it meant she couldn’t blow up beautiful buildings. She knew the Eiffel Tower was a hideous symbol of phallic oppression but when ordered by her commander to detonate the lift so that no-one should unthinkingly scale an erection, her mind filledContinue reading “153. Paris and Winterson”