Moving to Munich

Moving from Straubing to Munich for a shift in my academic focus felt almost like a fresh start for me.

The university welcomed me with unfamiliar faces, the campus was a labyrinth of possibilities, and Munich itself was an undiscovered city for me.

Afternoon hours turned into a ritual of inspiration. Under a cloudy sky and accompanied by gentle rain, I sat in my favorite café, the “Lost Weekend,” savoring a cappuccino. The atmosphere was magical. The sounds of passing people merged with the clattering of cups and the soft hum of conversations. Time seemed to stand still as I lost myself in thoughts and observations. I saw people in a hurry, people engaged in conversations, people simply passing by. I tried to imagine their stories. What were they doing? Where were they going? What were they thinking?

I loved sitting in cafes or the English Garden in the afternoons, observing people. It was like a window into the lives of others. The people around me turned into characters in fascinating stories unfolding before my eyes. The café and the English Garden became stages where daily life in Munich became unique and exciting.