Ingolstadt

Since 2011 I wanted to go to Ingolstadt. I wanted to go to the University in Ingolstadt. Because I loved Audi. I wanted to study in Germany. I loved Audi. I didn't love cars. I loved Audi.
I know nothing else about old cars. I just know their engine sound good. Everything that fits together, and everything makes sense. And it's completely running.

Before that, I wanted to save the world. Energy saving stuffs and all that. I tried lots of things.
I tried to get interested. I realise maybe now, that something really interested me, I would definitely work towards it.
Then my dad said when I really put my head into something I really achieve it. I didn't know that of myself.
So I put myself into getting to work in Germany. To be an Engineer. because I told everyone, you
don't get to be a real engineer in Mauritius.
So now, some 5 years later, I am here, in Ingolstadt, sitting writing this blog. Listening to some violin music. Cello infact.
anyway. Yes I made it to Ingolstadt. I wanted it badly. I saw it. I was ready to put up with some farting old engineer with no matters. I have been said that my name don't fit here. So let's just call you Jo. I said ok. But it bothered me from the moment I heard it. I should have gone away from here two weeks ago. But I stayed.
Ingolstadt is truly beautiful, it's a village. The people are nice. The place is rich in many ways.
But it's not a place for me.
I am sad, yes.
I am clueless, yes.
I am also stubborn. I am hanging in between not know what I want and what I really want.
Putting it to words here, may help.
Things are almost ready, bags half packed. and we are back to Berlin.
Makes me smile. Saying we makes more sense now. All the things I do, it's now We do.

I don't know if it's bad luck saying this, but maybe I am just experiencing the things I really wanted in the past. Everything coming true in one way or the other.
I have been here 4 weeks and I didn't go to the Audi Museum.
Maybe I am out of love. Disillusioned.
Have I been in some kind of illusion. Hoping people will accept me for my work. Have they be judging me in other ways as well. ways I don't know of. Maybe.

On a lighter note, there are assholes everywhere. Everywhere. They cannot help it.

Thank you to myself to read the things I wrote while in Hertfordshire.
I have a terrible love for life. (Please someone write this about me when I am dead)

To see, to breathe, not to be locked it. We found love.
I am in love with a city. Walking around in its streets. It seems like my plan was always Berlin. Never has it been different.
Ich muss auf Deutsch denken, dann kann ich mehr sprechen, oder?
Man macht Fehler. Wir machen Fehler. Das ist auch Ok.
Der Luft, in Ingolstadt, gefällt mir sehr.
Ja ja, ich weiß dass ich viele negative Dinge über Ingolstadt gesprochen habe.
Aber es ist hier zu klein.

Ich habe 10 Postkarte gekauft, aber habe nur 2 geschickt, und das macht auch keine Sinn.
Ich bin keine Hexe.
Glaube, dass ich technischer Deutsch lernen muss. das werde mir helfen.
Verrückt, das was bin ich.
Total verrückte!!