Brooklyn, and other stories...

After I checked out at the Brooklyn Hostel on Sunday I just had to do one more journey with all my luggage up and down hundreds of stairs (no lifts, no elevators-yeah), doing some muscle training and sauna, unitl I moved into my apartment in the LOWER EAST SIDE! (God, that feels good!!!)

By the way, although I heard Brooklyn is a up and coming area, there are still neighbourhoods that would want to be avoided!

When I arrived at the Hostel, I was staying outside for at least 2 mins wondering wether I was actually right.

I was staying in front if a blank door, at a family house, thats not bigger or nicer than any of the other houses around.

Maybe it looked even older....

Just about to call up the number two guys came out "U looking for the Hostel?- right in there!"

Sceptically looking at the open front door that showed a carpeted staircase and a shelf with lots of trainers on it I was certainly still not convinced!"It doesn't look like, but it looks from inside!"

Okidoki, let's have fun than!

My first story I heard from my roommate Marion, answering my question about the area, was: "Another guy came home last night and was asked on the street for a cigarette. Apparently No, is not a very pleased answer, so he hit him with a baseball bat on the back of his head!

I am not gona start talking about the hospital....."

my plans for the evening had then dramatically changed and I decided for the In-House bbq in the backyard instead of the nice Meatpacking District.

Turned out to be really nice, meeting some other Germans and a French traveller teacher.