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So recently I went to Berlin and Amsterdam with 4 friends.
It was the first time I traveled outside my home country without my parents and I was really psyched. We arrived in Berlin on Thursday the 8th of August and found out when we arrived that the apartment we had booked was in a shady neighborhood in Neukölln. We decided to take a walk around and see what was what, bought some Sternburg and Pilsator and got drunk back at our room, didn't really do much that night. The following day, Friday that is, we went to Kreuzberg, strolled into Görlitzer Park and got offered to buy weed. A friend of mine(dummy) bought 2 grams of a turk for 50€, the turk then asked him if he wanted MDMA and he pointed towards me. I was very skeptical at first but I got to see it and taste it and it was, to my surprise, actual brown crystals of MDMA, 2 grams for 80€.
We got some chicken at hühnerhaus and went back to our room, where we found out that Tokimonsta was playing at a local club called Gretchen. So we got drunk, popped some molly, went to the club, got more drunk, had a great night. I had eaten 1 gram of this stuff however so the comedown was really brutal. I was in a sleepwalking like state. I didn't know what I was doing, walking around the apartment naked from the waist down, puking on my bed and sitting in the kitchen for 4 hours rocking my torso back and forth like a schizophrenic. I don't remember it but the following day I see a video.
I wake up the next day and I'm not hungover since I'm in a foreign country and you don't get hungover on holiday, and start getting ready for the Dopplereffekt show later that night at Suicide Circus.
We walk more around Kreuzberg, have a burger at Burgermeister, back to the room and get a little drunk, go to the show, I forgot my passport so I took a taxi back to the room and then back again and go into the club.
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First time posting here, so be kind.
So here's my point. I'm a French art student, I just got a degree a few months ago, and I'm entering 4th year to get a master degree. My school proposes interniships with artistic institutions and with artists, most of the time it includes going abroad. Recently I got in touch with a New Yorker comic book author currently living in Buenos Aires, and she accepted to take me as her assistant. If everything works, I will be able to go there for a minimal duration of 3 months starting around mid-october. I'm here because I want to get as much advices as possible, from people who lived or are currently living in Buenos Aires, from occasional travellers to Buenos Aires-born people.
tl;dr french guy will live for 3 months in Buenos Aires, needs advices!
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Hey /trv/, this is my first time on the board! I come to you with a dilemma.
I'm from Malta and I need a break. I've chosen Scotland, Edinburgh to be exact and I'm on a budget so Ryanair. Now, I kinda have to stay for 10 days (the other option is too little, like 5 days). I always stayed at friend's places so I never had to dick around with finding lodgings myself so I'm finding a REALLY hard time picking one.
For example, I had found one called the Light House Hostel which was GREAT value and had amazing reviews (like 12 euro per night!) but then I read the Terrible-ranked reviews and realized the owner is highly psychotic and they changed the name of the place to try and avoid a bad reputation. I always seem to find shit like "bad security", "Awful lockers", "terrible location" and having a small budget really doesn't help.
I really need your advice, /trv/. I mostly just want to get away and hang out in places. Look at shit, take photos, take film, observe shit, maybe do a minor hike in a park somewhere, some pubs and maybe nightlife. Just hanging out, relaxing that sortof thing.
I'm not into the idea of couchsurfing as I am fairly paranoid and need a bit of guaranteed security beforehand. If push comes to shove, I might have to change my destination entirely, cancel my trip or stay at a mediocre hostel for 5 days which will really put a dampener on the purpose of my vacation.
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You get these threads all the time.
Socially inept people in their twenties who are apathetic about everything, desperate to find a purpose in life.
The /trv/ approach seems promising to many, escaping your daily routine, leaving your comfort zone, overcoming your defense mechanisms, see the world and get some insight on life.
Well, I tried.
I got to see the world, I met many interesting people, I got out of my shell.
I was happy, euphoric for the first time in many years.
That's what I made myself believe.
I'm still the same apathetic underachiever.
It makes me sick to think about how every other traveler I met was wearing the happy mask and how I did the same.
It's just a game of pretend, a role play.
This isn't real live.
/trv/, your medicine is nothing but a placebo