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So here it is, a blog about my journey to see Third Star. It took a while, but now I've finished it. The sequence is reversed, so you'll have to start reading at the end to get it in the right order...or use the side bar to navigate through the entries.

In any case, I enjoyed this immensely and can only say thank you to everyone who made this journey an absolute blast.

from London to Berlin

 *heh, of course the homeless lady only receives her assignment and money under Waterloo Bridge :p

Returning Home

The last two days in London were spent with friends. One of them lives up north and I got to see the lovely view she has every day when she goes to work.

This is Belgrave Road. The view from the Hostel window. It does feel a little bit like home.

And, surprisingly, there were some moments when the sky clearned and the sun came out.

This is a small park in Vauxhall. There is a playground with this sign at its gate. I just stopped and laughed for a minute.

And the moon wa a constant companion at night (when it was clear enough to see the moon)

 

The last evening was spent at the National Theatre.It was raining a lot, so I went there and got one of the last ticket's to The Cherry Orchard, which is absolutely fantastic. It was also strange seeing a completely different play at the Olivier after having seen Emperor and Galilean just days before.

And on the day I was leaving again, I received a lovely send off by some friends who met up with me at a pub close to Victoria Station. While we had lunch, it started raining again. I don't think I've ever seen this much rain in London during one single week. The few times that I had been there before, it had been quite lovely, no matter the season. It was so nice being surrounded by friends before leaving. Most of them had seen Third Star before, but I was still a little shaky about it, so our discussion of the film pretty much ended up being something like: "yeah, you're gonna hurt for a bit."    

But rain is nice, because there are puddles everywhere and I love puddles. That's at the coach station just before I got on the bus back to Stansted. 

 And, through the darkened window of the airport...the plane which would take me back home. I really didn't want to leave

Above the clouds the sun was slowly setting.

Is there anything more beautiful than touching the sky?

 Back in Berlin. Greeted by a lovely sky and the urge to just get back on that plane and fly back to London to do it all again.

 Waiting for the luggage...last part of the journey.

It was so late by then that I couldn't catch a train back to Leipzig, so I had my mum come all the way from home to pick me up. I barely ever have anyone waiting for me at the gate when I travel, and sometimes I love watching the people waiting there for their loved ones. So it was really lovely to have my mum wait for me there. I got to drive home and told her about the journey. And about Third Star. My mum wants to see it, too, but she'll have to wait until the DVD is out. 

 

I wished that this amazing film would have actually made it into the German theatres. Maybe one day it will. Some indie movies have made it onto the German screens, like Four Lions, so I'm keeping my fingers crossed. 

 

So that leaves me with only one last thing to do, and that is to say thank you! Thank you to everyone who was involved in making this wonderful film, and thank you for giving me a reason to come to London to see it and meet friends on the way, and make new friends, and get drenched in the rain, and get freckles in the sunshine, and get all teary eyed when I think about the film...even now, two weeks later. It's been a brilliant ride and I am so glad that I got to have this experience.

 

Thank you.

 

Maria 

This is a short video of the big day, featuring house boats and a black cat.