I should actually feel deeply ashamed for several reasons. First of all, this is not the first blog I keep (and in fact, I’m neglecting the others for this one). Second, I punish native speakers of English with my questionable skills of communicating in English, for I am German (hey, be glad that I don’t have a podcast yet :P ). Third, I start off with a blatant lie. I do not live on Palatine Road. That is, not yet. Neither am I done with my studies yet, but at least I am progressing towards the brightly illuminated end of the tunnel, still hoping it’s not a train coming my way and ruining all my hopes and dreams for the future. However, this is just a starting point, let’s say a statement at the border between life as a student and life as a (still young) professional. It is an exciting transition to undertake and I invite everyone who’s interested to join me on these very first steps of this journey.

I don’t intend to be particularly witty or come up with super-creative blog posts. Neither do I wish to bother you with details regarding the ingredients of my breakfast. It’s just my very (yet not fairy!) tale how to live life away from home, full of every-day anecdotes, curiosities, thoughts and impressions of Manchester and the people who live here.

I am not special, not famous, not extraordinarily talented, I have flaws and nasty habits, and I assure you that you’ll soon come to this conclusion yourself. That is, if you’re brave enough to follow my yet insecure footsteps on Mancunian ground.

That should suffice as a short welcome note.