I’ve lived in Cottbus for three years to do my bachelors, from October 2015 to July 2018. Now I’m back home and preparing for the next city to live in: Uppsala. But it’s always good to reflect and to think of what has been good. So here are, in no particular order, the places I loved in Cottbus:
This collection shows me again that after all, it wasn’t such a bad place to live in. Sure, we had a lot of troubles there with our study programme and it wasn’t easy. We often didn’t really feel at home and I must say that I never saw it as such, either. It was temporary. But either way, it has been a good place to live in and I’ve made wonderful friends there. We have our memories and that is what is important.
What a week it has been! My last week in Cottbus. Now, I only have the defense for my thesis left and then I will be done with my bachelors. What a thought.
I moved to Cottbus three years ago and it rained like hell when I did. Today, after these three years, it rained again and I was just really happy to leave the place. Leave everything behind, start anew. I will make an extra post next week in which I will show you my favourite places in Cottbus and which memories are connected to them. So stay tuned!
It was also a week of lasts: I did my last presentation for this programme, saw many people for the last time there, I took my last walk along the river…
I practiced the organ in that little church for the last time…
And I had my last choir rehearsal. We learned two new songs, which was really cool. Since I hadn’t printed sheet music, I put my laptop on the grand piano, where you normally put your sheet music. And then the choir stood behind me, read the notes from my computer programme, while I was playing the piano to accompany it. We sang a really nice gospel that I learned in a gospel workshop last weekend and we sang a Christmas song: Carol of the Bells. Yes, it is July but it’s so funny to sing Christmas songs in July. And most of them are so beautiful that you can sing them the whole year through. In the end, we found that the text was too difficult for the short time, so we changed it to la-la-la. Not much relation to Christmas anymore afterwards.
They surprised me with flowers and cards and little gifts and I was so moved by their kind words and that they loved the choir so much. They all said that it was a great place to meet and I think we have grown so much as a group and got closer and closer. Many said that they couldn’t get the songs out of their minds after rehearsal and that is just brilliant: This is the way choirs should work.
And now I have left the city and moved home again. Home sweet home. After all the stress of the last weeks- finishing my thesis, emailing professors like crazy so that they grade me on time, fighting for my diploma to be finished soon etc- I just fell into bed today. I couldn’t move anymore. I knitted a bit on my jumper…
…drew a portrait again after an immensly long time…
…and other than that didn’t move at all. I’m tired. I think I will need a few days to calm down again after all the events and projects and then I can go on. Also, I got a room in Uppsala on Wednesday, which is really exciting. I will live close to forests and the water, which is lovely. I’m so looking forward to it! Just one month left until I’m travelling to Sweden!
This week has been dominated by the rain. We haven’t had rain in weeks. In the city, all the trees had gotten grey and the air was sticky and you felt like choking on it sometimes. The grass was yellow everywhere and we all longed for a little water. So last week it has been gloomy and rainy and for me it was absolutely wonderful. I went for a walk barefoot today and jumped in all the rain puddles and it was just the best. People look at you funny when you do but I don’t care. I enjoyed the rain, just as much as all our plants did.