acemi is abroad

Since I didn't have to sleep on the street I cannot say "Yes I know how it feels like being homeless" but yes I was homeless for one month. I was homeless although I had the right to stay in a room I paid the rent for. But I am glad that I have some really good friends around and I could get through last April, a month full with uncertainity.

I spent the Easter in Madrid and came back home on Easter Monday which is a public holiday all over Europe and this means all shops are closed on this day in this part of the world. Since I came home early in the morning and couldn't sleep properly in previous night the first thing I did was to sleep. As I woke up starving I knew that I could eat the food I left in the fridge for this moment but... My dear flatmate was selfish enough to finish all instant food that was bought by me (and we never shared food in this manner apart from kindly offerings). My physical conditions (being just woken up and starving) pushed me to go to his room and ask him please to stop eating my food, after and before saying that I was sorry. After he got over the shock (you might be shocked if a flatmate complains for the first time in 3 months) and he decided to end the contract in less than 1 minute. I had one month to move out from the apartment. This didn't sound fair to me and that was the start of one-week-long fights.

We had fights like cats and dogs, like a married couple who cannot get along anymore, like jealous siblings for very tiny silly things... I got angry as he refused to listen to me when he knew I was right, he was not happy as I was telling him how selfish he was (I hate people to lie themselves). I unfortunately let him enjoy watching me losing control of myself by anger which is quite familiar to me from my childhood. After a guy came to visit the room (of course without my authorisation to enter into my room) and probably he liked and wanted to take the room as soon as possible he became wilder so that I would leave sooner and he could live with his new male flatmate happily ever after. One week after the first discussion I ended up leaving the flat urgently in same night after he attacked me physically. He didn't hurt me much and I didn't attack him at all but I had a bruise to show to the police.

I stayed in a friend's place in Antwerp for one week what I appreciate very much but 4h train rides everyday to and from the office was suffering and plus desperate feeling of being homeless... The next week I could move to another friend's place in Brussels and immediate househunting has started. On last day of April I could move into my place where I share a big flat with a german girl.

I don't believe I was such a bad flatmate to deserve this, especially not in a foreign country. As I expected, police didn't show much interest and they never called me back. The lesson I learned from this incident is to be careful with a heterophobic single gay in his 40s who suffers a desperate and unhappy life and is rasist (I think he is too rasist for a South Africa born white belgian) and run away fast. I doubt there are many like him though but I feel very uncomfortable still whenever I go to the area (La Bourse, city centre) as if I would meet him and he would tell me something.

I know it was just bad luck and I still feel happy living in Brussels. And now I have a funny story to tell to my grandchildren

In this chaos of course I couldn't take care of my blog but I hope to be back to the community soon

Last Sunday my brother came to Bonn for one week and I'm in holiday since Friday evening. During this period I was busy with visiting cities, going to concerts and sleeping less.

On 07.07.2007 the open air festival Rheinkultur took place in Bonn. It was in Rheinaue, a very big park on Rhine, and the audience was very enthusiastic. I've heard it before I came to Bonn and was willing to go there. I didn't hear any of the bands' names performing there but still interested in listening to highlighted ones. Unfortunately my friends didn't want to stay until the end and listen to german music and because of considering the fullness of public transportation we left about 9.30 pm. Still it was nice to chat with friends and be lazy.

It has advantages to decide to live in a city for a longer period, you get to know the city better and realise the opportunities. In my case it became a source of stress to realise that I actually can live in a better place. My contract for the dorm in Tannenbusch expires on 31st of May and I've decided to move to another dorm in city centre. I went to student union and I was thinking to choose a dorm closer to my office. They asked me to write an application and told they would consider it and post me a positive or negative reply. The word "negative" didn't sound good but still I had hope.

I was pissed off when I read the reply next evening. They wrote me that they couldn't extend my contract and I was allowed move to another dorm just in exceptional cases, I didn't mention a particular reason in my application, but they could place a new contract for the dorm I'm living in now if I would contact with them until May 16th. I wish I could believe that it has a logical explanation. I'm looking for a room now, yes I really don't want to live here anymore, I even don't want to live any other dorms student union offers.

Cross your fingers for me to find a room this week!!!

Since I came to Bonn my mother is very worried about me. I lived in Austria for 5 months before and I could survive Her worries were getting on my nerves but after a few weeks she could calm down.

Turkish people believe strongly that dreams have meanings and they are clues about future. In my mother's dream I was going downstairs to the dark and yesterday a dog with very sharp teeth attacked me in my dream. According to my mother I should take care of myself and be careful. Statisticly I live in a safer city than Istanbul but mothers don't believe in statistics.

Here is my new bike, it's a bit old though I was successful on Sunday on ebay and I got this one for 16€. It's quite heavy and needs maintenance like the owner mentioned but it can satisfy me for 6 months, especially concidering the price.

For Germans my enthusiasm is not understandable. For them it's very usual to go to school or office by bike. But it's a new world for me, riding bike on streets but on special bike road. My first try (not with this bike) wasn't so good though. I was quite irritated as cars, trucks, buses pass next to me and I fall down badly as I was riding onto the sidewalk higher than the road. Purple spots disappeared and I'm willing to improve my riding skills. Using bike as means of travel is not something I can do everywhere on the earth and I'd like to use this opportunity as much as posible.

Since I heard two trainees' bikes stolen in dormitory I want to keep an eye on it. Now it's lock to the radiator in the hallway in front of my room. From today on it's time to ride my bike!