Jeez. Has ist already been 18 months? It has.

Probably this would be around the time where I’d say, I’ve really arrived. Settled down, got to know everything, and planned next steps.

This all applies, and the latter especially: My time in Dublin is getting to an end. Soon. In about 2 weeks, I’ll finish up my little “living abroad” experiment and transfer back home to Germany, to work as an Agency Product Consultant in the Google Hamburg office. When I was offered this role, I couldn’t quite resist, although it hasn’t been an easy decision. I’ve got my life here, my work, friends and colleagues that I’ve really well connected with.

I’m however not completely new to that new place – as my girlfriend lives in “The most beautiful city in the world” (as it unhumbly claims) – and I’ve visited her quite often during the past 18 months. I’ve also worked together with colleagues from Hamburg such as the Marketing department on several projects, so the transition is expectedly going to be smooth.

My new role involves quite a bit of traveling, so apart from the north of Germany, I’m going to come around a little. Maybe this offers opportunities of visiting friends that I haven’t seen in a long time.

I’m not sure yet what’s going to happen to this blog. I’m probably going to keep it up and update it with my Hamburg experiences for a while. So, stay tuned for some stories from the German side of my life.

Photo credit: King of Monks.

It’s a little smaller and shorter than the original, but trust me: The combination of the ability of the Irish to hold one’s drink and a strong Bavarian wheat beer plus several kinds of traditional folklore shows are worth a view.

Talking to one of the German ladies serving drinks, I could find out that a clever German entrepreneur has shipped huge loads of German drinks and food over to Dublin, including tents and lighting equipment, so you could actually get the impression to be on the real “Wiesn”. Also the waitresses were for specially recruited for this event – but apparently are all from Hamburg. Bummer.

Anyway. So what happens, if you combine the drinking-eager crowd named above with an incredibly weird half-Austrian, half-German folklore strip show?

I let the video I took at 11pm speak for itself: