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Hamburg to Rome

Consolato Generale D'Italia
Amburgo
I remember acquiring my tourist visa from Hamburg when Boris played tournament after tournament.
After savoring the smell of Munich's sweet air for a week, we got off to Hamburg..that was my first out of town trip in Germany.
It's good to recall the name of the hotel when I am reminded of James Bond movie Tomorrow Never Dies it's the Hotel Atlantic Kempinski Hamburg we have been here a few times.

I asked my sister to provide me some pictures and mementos from my old room back home..So my blog will look more real than just narrating a story which
may be some of my readers think was made up...


Right now I am looking at a very old passport...This is where i tracked all the details of my travels...Later on I could show it and make myself proud!


From Hamburg to Rome...
How was I to know that this will the the first ride on a private airplane and from there, it goes on and on...We stayed in The Westin Hotel Excelsior...My first taste of a first class hotel! Lucky girl!
From our room we had a nice view of restaurants and music overflowing at night...
My mom and I had a chance to wander around the area near the Spanish steps and bought t-shirts and souvenirs which cost thousands of liras...=)
I got colds maybe because of the weather,so unbelievable that Barbara took care of me...She lend me her Hermes scarf and wrapped it around my neck...Not knowing that scarf was so expensive!
This time I had the chance to know more some people who traveled with Boris Becker...
I shall go first with no other than Mr.Waldemar Kliesing...the Physio-therapist and a long time friend....
Back in the hotel we had some switching of the rooms, lucky us the room we got was much bigger which turned out to be his room.It was a suite and all the entourage we are occupying rooms adjacent to each other...Wal or Val as they call him...One charming guy a very good man indeed...
Waldemar is a very thoughtful person. There was a time when he handed me a Birkenstock catalog and asked me to choose the one i like...I thought he was selling me the stuff but it turns out to be a gift for me and my mom..How I wished I chose the expensive ones! Just kidding Wal...
So I got 2 Birkens from you and its back home. I keep it.
One time I complained to Barbara about my back pains and Wal attended to me...I know his services were expensive its good he lends it for free... and advise me to get a thorough check up to Dr. Hans Wilhem Muller-Wolfhart the great sports doctor and turns out fine...
Waldemar thank you for being so true friend...after a decade of not seeing you, I can feel your kindness...Still wish you all the best although you have it all... We were able to keep in touch last year... I could not believed that after so many years,I will be able to hear your voice again.
Hoping my own pictures will be added soon....

Next stop...Paris, France for Roland Garros French Open....

Munich, Germany

The first few days were totally amazing in the world where I was bound to get a new life....



MUNICH is the capital city of Bavaria, the largest federal state of Germany and one of Europe's most prosperous and expensive cities. Not only that I live with the Germany's most famous couple at that time but the chance to meet some personalities and travel the whole world...
I remember on my second day that mom asked me to buy rolls of bathroom tissue...she wrote down the direction where the nearest store was located...Holding that small piece of paper I was able to tracked down the grocery store i walked a few blocks...As I grabbed those stuff and paid it,i'm happy to be backed home. As I gave mom the plastic of tissues which turns out to be kitchen towel when she opened...I was speechless I thought they were just a couple of rolls...what an idiot...not even reading the package! well nobody's perfect...Admittedly that was a plain stupidity! My first time...so pardon me...


That evening I finally met Nick Bollettieri... according to his website "He is one of the most influential people in the world of tennis and a legend who has transcended the sport."
One thing I remember of him after 15 years...He was such a soft-spoken person, very calm indeed, such dignity in him...One time I had a chance to watched a tennis match of Boris, sun was shining I could hardly see, he offered me his Oakley Sunglasses...such a sweet man...
He never forget to give us a present that Christmas Nick and his partner gave me a sporty Swiss Army wrist watch....That was such a long long time ago, I still have it with me though...
Definitely its a part of me that I could always play and rewind....

Next post...Rome, Italy...

My First.....

There abides a point in our life that we try to make an account of our accomplishments. Furthermore what makes our life worth living for, through the years that converges along the way...

Past is worth remembering and sometimes forgetting...

And the present? Well, it goes on...simultaneously playing different notes with different tunes...

Sometimes we endow to fast forward life and think of what lies ahead... And ask who will dominate the next chapter of our journey...

As for me, life seems to be magical...
The ups and downs...
The sweetness and bitterness rolled in to one..
Allow me to share with you a short chapter of
MY SO CALLED LIFE...

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Rewind....let me lead you to the year that brought on account, many exciting experiences and wonderful moments... to me along with my family as well...
Year 1994.... Munich, Germany

Following a long flight, I felt so nervous... seeing my mother for the first time in three years would be the most cherished moment that I have been waiting for.... I saw the big grin on her face.She absolutely looks like me, and you know what the first thing she told me after all the big hugs?"You never grew an inch since I last saw you..." Wow the first lines! I said "Mama, yes! I still stand 5'3" and perhaps will not grow taller at the age of 20"
Coming from a place that seems to be crowded and noisy.Now here I am to a whole new world that is so compose and serene and sublime...
As the taxi stop to an apartment, my heart beats so fast...so many questions in my mind... what do i have to say...how will i approach them...how will I react... Till mom knocks on the door...And from there...a gorgeous lady open the door looking and smiling at me...and give me a welcome hug... Well this is the moment...I can feel her being so warm and affectionate... she said "...just call me Barbara"

Then we proceed to a room, there in a little crib is a very charming three month old baby boy...Noah Gabriel... After a while following the small talks about the flight and all the stuff. There was a knocked on the door... Barbara open the door and then..I saw him...
The man standing in front of me with the smile on his face... and says "...Welcome! It's so nice to have you here with us...just call me Boris! Is this real? Meeting Mr. Boris Becker in person? Unbelievable yes it is....
There you are...
A man with a character! I finally meet the Becker's....
And so does my journey begins....