About the Relle

Born and raised in Auckland, New Zealand I was nearing my completion of the tried and true steps to becoming an adult. University? check! Job of 2 years? Check! Living independently away from home? Check! Ready for something more challenging and a whole lot bigger than Auckland, I moved to Berlin in April 2010. As a Kiwi, avoiding an OE is about as unlikely as Tom Cruise converting to sanity, although choosing Berlin made for a pretty bold move. Not being ready for adulthood and frightened by the multitude of friends marrying and contemplating children..it was time to gap. Armed with very little comprehension of the German language but a big yearning for all things unknown we set off on one big year adventure. I aim to provide insight into life on the other side and hopefully convince all those doubtful kids out there that you can conquer Berlin!


24 March 2011

hear them roar!

 One Saturday afternoon following a Tigers basketball match, the team decided to wreak havoc among the streets of Kreuzberg. An army of men roamed alongisde the U1 tracks..equipped with Berliner kindl and a cat in a bag.
The rest of the story after the jump....

18 March 2011

I have to say in all my years of celebrating St Patrick's day, there really has never been any experience quite like last night. An interesting combination of a Mexican restaurant La Pulqueria masquerading as an Irish Pub, the bar refusing to sell Guinness and a piece of tiramisu being thrust into my mits all contributed to a very memorable St Patty's. Long live the leprechaun! 
Check out all the pictures after the jump...

15 March 2011

Last days - Charlie Sheen

The complete devastation of Charlie Sheen prompted another thrilling party in the 'last days' series, hosted by Suz and Frank of iHeartBerlin. Located in your typical Berlinesque derelict house, complete with a substantial amount of peeling wallpaper and a bathroom doubling as a lounge.
The theme of dress was macho man or easy-to-get-girl with the latter being more prevalent. In fact, I would say most of the gay men who attended the party felt obliged to dress as a mix of the two - macho man + easy-to-get girl. At times the dancing was so daring and provocative I found myself blushing. Namely a young man in the bathroom/lounge with strap-on leather shoulder pads and some rather vigorous pelvic thrusting going on. Clearly pre-rehearsed.
As Berlin is home to a growing population of hipsters, art-types and very eccentric personalities you'd never tell whether there was a theme of dress to begin with - anywhere in Berlin, at any given time. That fact alone made for some pretty fruity fashion at the last days party. (follow this link for a peek).
In true Charlie Sheen fashion everyone was messy and everything was sufficiently chaotic, with a home time just shy of 4am I think we sent Charlie off with a bang.
Thank you last days 
xxx

10 March 2011

Cupcakes & Gonfaron

Walking down Griefswalder Str
Last Sunday had a sweet little cupcake date with a few friends at a delectable cafe by the name of Vanilla. During this catchup I was introduced to a lovely French guy who unbelievably knew of Gonfaron. Gonfaron, France - come 9th April our new home for 4 weeks. ~eeeheeeheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee~

Friends..meet Gonfaron:
  • Located in the Provence-Alpes-Cote d'Azur region
  • Somewhat famous 'Le Village des Tortues' (Tortoise Park) where they take care of up to 200 tortoises yearly
  • No real particular attraction for visitors. However, there are old fountains.
  • A yearly celebration takes place - the legend of the "flying donkey"
  • Not so far from St Tropez
    Needless to say..I'm excited!!

    05 March 2011

    1UP

    Today was an exploration day dedicated to Friedrichshain. Starting with a positively nerdy visit to the computerspiele museum and finishing with some thrifting at Humana (4-story second-hand store). The sunshine was out this afternoon and despite the weather being on the chilly side, it was another perfect day in Berlin.
    Fun computer steps in the nearest U-bahn
     Daddio brought a game gear back from the States when we were young. The endless squabbles over 'Paper Boy'.
    XL joystick
    Dance Dance Revolution
    The Pain Game - everytime you lose a point against your opponent the pad where your hand rests heats up, you get shocked and a rubber cord whips you. Judging by her hand my guess is that she wasn't winning? *ouch*