Finally Home!

Okay, so perhaps I should have written this post almost a month ago now.  I keep thinking about it....  but there's this thing called school and (super) senior year that keeps getting in the way.

I know, I know, do I really have to write a blog now?  I'm home, aren't I?

Well, no, it's not required, but it's a place to end.  After reading how many blogs this summer- I know that I want to let all....  my few....  my parents.... know that I made it home all right.  Of course, they already know.

So maybe this post is just for me.  Just for my reflective needs.

To begin with, I'll tell the chronological stuff that needs to be said: all day Friday, all the jet-lag, moving, etc. etc.

The last time I posted I was in Philly on my way back to Detroit, the story left off when I was still in Hamburg.

Took first SBahn from Hauptbahnhof to the airport.  Freshened up in the bathroom.  Went to gate, through security, fell asleep at terminal.  Well, kinda, I was too nervous to get any real sleep.  Picked up a couple of newspapers, plane ride short, don't remember much, Frankfurt.

Had to pick up luggage in Frankfurt, had to wait to check it in.  Guy scared me with questions.  In terminal, no food options, but time to go.  Creepy room with lots of babies (though they ended up being good on the plane....  surprise....), on plane.

This plane ride home was the ride of people all over me in my space.  They were either leaning on me or yeah....  anyways.

My flight from Frankfurt to Philly was surprisingly relatively turbulence free.  Especially if you take into account the fact that we were going through Hurricane Earl. Relatively empty plane.  Movies: "UP!", "Ratatouille" (which I watched auf Deutsch!), tv: "How I Met Your Mother", etc. etc.

Cried as we landed in the US.

The most interesting thing that happened on the way home was the delay in the Philly airport.  At first I didn't bother to check if it was on time, I assumed it was.  Then I heard it was going to be about an hour late.  So I decided to Skype call my parents and tell them what was up.  Afterwords, I precede to check the status of my flight: it said on time!  In only about 10 minutes!  And I had take the bus to the F terminal!  I was freaking out!

Well, I made it over there with plenty off time...  especially since there was a ten minute delay...  Nicht zu schlecht.

My flight from Philly to Detroit had to be the best flight I've ever had.  The people were great and the flight attendant was awesome.  Happy to see my parents again.

Checked out new dorm: North Quad.  Sleep sleep sleep.  Pack and move.  More sleep, more jet-lag.

Now for reflection:

So here is picture of the approximately 20 pounds I left in the Hamburg airport- this is what I had to let go of after leaving 5-6 pairs of pants and numerous shirts at my host mother's house, 3 or four pairs of pants in the Berlin hostel (along with shampoos, dish soap, this and that, more clothes, more trash).....

I've been thinking about what I left behind, and what I managed to bring back with me.  And my analysis has nothing to doing with the tangible material items.

I left behind a inexperienced self traveler; I came back knowing that traveling alone isn't all it's cracked up to be.  I left behind someone who didn't know what she wanted to do with her life.  I came back as someone who doesn't know what she want to do with life and doesn't really care.

I was hoping that I would be coming back with all the answers about what I am going to do with the rest of my life.  However I realized that I just have to take things one step at a time.  The rest will figure itself out.  Besides, how many times do things end up the way we plan them?  So why even bother at all?  That's not to say that I don't have goals- they're just more loosely based on my career choice.

I guess I could go on and on; relive the mistakes I made, and the disappointments.  But those aren't the things I'm going to remember in the end.  I'm going to remember the good.  And learn from all the rest.

2.9.2010: Hamburg told me, they missed me here….

Started at 11pm, Thursday night.
A nice blog post for you guys to read while I travel from Philly to Detroit.

Arriving on the bus from Berlin, about a half an hour late, Hamburg welcomed me into her (?) loving arms again. And wished me well with fireworks and a festival.

So here I sit… about seven hours until my flight to Frankfurt.

Because I’m afraid of oversleeping- I’m pulling an all nighter…. (since I don’t sleep well on planes- an all dayer too). And to top it all off, I haven’t been sleeping well the last few nights either.

So, back to Abenteuring in Berlin- where do I need to begin?

Let’s start with a couple of weekends ago (the 21st of August? Wow…. can you really believe that it’s already September?!)….

Saturday I walked to and from and around the Brandenburger Tor, Alexanderplatz and beyond. In total I think I walked over ten miles (perhaps even 15!). I didn’t really see much that I hadn’t before, but enjoyed the warm windy weather. My original goal had been to peruse Bundestag once more, this time in daylight, but the long line dissuaded me. Again and again I went, and again and again I did not go in. I hear the wait- during the summer, during the weekend, during the daytime- can range from anywhere from three to six hours. Perhaps next time I come to Berlin…. of course with a travel buddy or two…. I will wait in line and go in during the day.

The following day… well, I didn’t do much. I was quite sore from previous day’s stroll.


Monday, Monday, so good to me!

Since the US Consulate is only open from 8:30 to noon (practically the same time as class), I had to get up extra early in order to get there as soon as I could…. Well, let’s just say I hit the snooze a few too many times and was not well liked. I did get to the consulate around 9ish, and to class around 10ish. (Ish. Didn’t write down specific times…. All I know is that it takes over a half an hour from the Zoologolisch Bahnhof to get to the US Consulate. And that the Consulate is not the Embassy, a mere 15/20 minutes from my hostel).

After class I went back to the hostel to regroup and head out to the Olympicstadion…. I think there must have been a nap and/or internet time in there since I didn’t head out until about 3:30pm. After going to wrong way, confusing myself because I took a different UBahn linie then last time, and missing my stop, I finally made it to the historic 1936 Olympic Stadium. The stadium that held the Olympics while Hitler was in power. The stadium that Leni Reifenstahl shot the classic film, Olympia. The stadium where Jesse Owens made history.
If I didn’t know the history of this stadium, I definitely would have been disappointed by the size. Only able to hold a low 70 thousand people, it is definitely smaller than the beloved Big House. But because of the background information, I was able to imagine how it would have been if I had been there over 70 years ago.

That evening I headed to Checkpoint Charlie. Not something that was too important to me to see, but still interesting enough that I had to make it over there to take some pictures. Of course, the guy next to the UBahn sign warned me, if I got him in the picture, he’d kill me. Then he rambled on about something else, but I didn’t catch what he was saying as I broke some traffic laws to cross the street and get away from him.

The rest of the week went by so quickly, somehow I skipped over Wednesday. Unfortunately for me, it meant that I missed free museum Thursday in the Museuminsel.


During my last weekend in Berlin:

I rode around on the public transport system (which, yeah, oddly enough, just riding around is one of my favorite things to do in Europe. Maybe it’s just because we don’t have such an extensive system here in the States. Or it could be just because I’m odd), did some last minute gift shopping for my family, did some more riding around on the U- and S-Bahns and buses. Of course I saw the sites, etc. etc. etc. But I wasn’t inspired to take many pictures…. hmmm…. I mustn’t have been feeling well, huh?

Monday I went Schloss Charlottenburg. Took a few pictures, but didn’t go inside since the old house was closed. Just this past Tuesday- without meaning to, I slept for six hours in the middle of the day. And last night I found the ZOB and then packed. Today I went to my last day of class and rode the bus back here to Hamburg.

Riding the bus was the cheapest option. Changing my flight or riding the train were much more expensive.

Once I got to Hamburg, I headed to the airport to check in my luggage early. I’m so thankful I decided to do this. 1) I do not have to carry around my huge luggage tonight and 2) I don’t have to worry about going through my stuff and deciding what to keep and what not to keep so early in the morning.

In order to check an overweight bag, it costs 5 Euros per kilo (that comes to about $3/lb for those of you who do not want to do the math yourselves). My bag came to a whopping 33 kilos, 13 kilos over the permitted weight limit. Yup, that would have been about $90 to keep everything.

Buh-bye $5 Wal-Mart towel. Buh-bye second hand shirts. Buh-bye all pants but the pair I have on. Buh-bye cheap underwear. Buh-bye any clothes that were too big, or that I had my last trip to Berlin!

Actually, it got pretty tough for the last few kilos…. I know what would have done the trick quicker, but I am not giving up the books and magazines! No! No! I won’t!

And until about right now (2am), I was doing just fine with my decision not to check into a room/bed for the night. Somehow three hours went by quickly, but this last half hour has seemed to last for forever. I really don’t know how I’m going to make it until 4am when the first train heads to the airport.

And now that I’ve started to think about how late it is, I’m getting that jittery feeling. Ugh, this is not good. But it’s better when I walk around…. except that my backpack is very heavy.

Home again, home again, jiggity jig.

I'll be home in just a few short hours.... not. Spending the whole next day and a half on the road, in the air.... going crazy. Wish me luck!

Ooh, and I'll be out internet reach until I get back home.

So, bis bald!

Pictures say a thousand words v2.0

 Gedächtniskirche.

Schloss Charlottenburg

Pretty ornamentation.  Unfortunately the old part was closed so I couldn't go inside and see the pretty inside ornamentation.

Home sweet home.  Cheap, kinda close to school, close to a major SBahn station, a few monuments and I could pay with credit card.  Ooh, and interesting people.

Really, I'll write a full post soon.  Really.

31.08.2010: Pictures say a thousand words

Since pictures say a thousand words, and I can't seem to think of any, here you go....  some pics from the last week or so.

View in the park where I sat and crocheted last week.

I walked about 10 miles on Saturday.  Just cuz.

  Bubbles.  Kids Playing in the park.

A statue of some significance.  If it wasn't significant, would it have been built?  Kinda looked like our merman in Ingalls mall....  but totally different.

Olympic Rings.  I finally made it to the Olympic Stadium while it was open!  Woohoo!

Olympic torch.

Some more statues inside the Olympic stadium place.  Oh, and my hand....  just wanting to prove that I was actually there.

Swimming pool.

Ubahn sign.....  aka, where I got a death threat.  Yeah, that was interesting.

The famous Checkpoint Charlie sign.  Just about the only thing to do is take a picture.  But last time I was here in Berlin I hadn't gotten a chance to do even that, so I had to go back.

So there you go, I'm alive and am a tourist.

Baby- it's cold outside!

The weather here in Berlin has been cold and wet.

Add snow and slush and it would be just like the last time I was here.

Well, sorta.

I'm in the midst of writing a complete blog entry....  the words just aren't coming.  And I've been busy.  I really do promise to write soon!

Tschüss!

The Untold Stories

I have many stories about this trip that I have not yet shared. Many I probably just forgot at the time…. Or well, (for some of these at least) hoping to forget.

Mein schlechtes Deutsch

Yes, this has been a common theme in many other posts.

But that’s not to say that I didn’t improve at all. (It was just taking a lot longer than anyone would have liked.) If you compare some of the things that I said, did not know…. and all in all just screwed up, you would definitely see some improvement too.

Like, for example, on my second day of work. People kept asking me if I would like to see the Werbung. Not remembering what this word meant, I answered with the response: I have to work this weekend. For some reason, I was thinking it had to do with the theater or a concert or some other happening the next weekend…. After I got home that evening, it popped into my head.

Werbung=advertisement.

They were wanting to show the ads for next week’s sales.


Yeah, go ahead and laugh, but save some air for this next tale:

I was (like usual) up in Obst und Gemüse helping Frau Wulf. I was unpacking some Eisberg Salat when a costumer came up and asked a question. At this time, I was still quite new and my response to everything was: “One moment, let me go ask my colleague.” I proceed to fetch Frau Wulf and tell her that a customer had a question.

The customer was puzzled. All she wanted was the particular head of lettuce that was in my hand.


There are other stories of the like.
Like, I thought I had to work 7 days a week for the first couple of days….
Sonnabend = Samstag (Saturday). Sonnabend ≠ Sonntag (Sunday).

Or the time that a customer was just making a joke at my expense and I asked a coworker for help because I didn’t understand. And when people were talking about Pappe (papier-paper), I thought that they were referring to Papa (Vati, dad). Nope, just the cardboard and waste paper.

Gees, I really was a burden, huh?

Though, I swear, I did improve. I was so excited during my first week when a shopper asked where the Erdnussebutter (peanut butter) was, I knew exactly what she was saying- and where it was!

By the end, most of the time I was asking for my colleagues’ help not because I needed help with translation, but because I didn’t know the answer.

Example of improvement: One day I was working alone in the Mopo (Molkerei- milks, butters, yogurts, quarks, cheeses, etc.) and I was on a fifteen question winning streak. Every question a customer had, I answered all on my own! Where was the sour cream (not with the other crèmes like you would think, but next to the quarks), where was the margarine, where was the frische Hefe (live yeast)?

The question that ended my streak was one about the prepared meats…. which was an area I had never worked. So did that really count and end my streak- since I had never worked with meats?


My Fiancé

Have I told you guys that I have a fiancé?

Yeah, I don’t know his name, but I know he works at the Döner stand outside the Schlump UBahn stop in Hamburg. I guess I don’t have to worry about knowing too much about him (and never returning to that Döner stand) since he only wants me so he can receive a green card.

Turkish men seem to have a thing for me (yeah, I know, it could just be because I’ve been eating a lot of Döners). Right now I have one guy that keeps winking at me every time I pass by.


Jazz Music

The second to last Friday night I was in Hamburg I ran into a little jazz concert in an art gallery.


So yeah, there's plenty of other little stories like that that I can share.  I'll work on getting more of them up later.
Tschüss!

16.8.2010: Rommates

Ugh...  unfortunately I have to complain a bit.

Smokers. gah!  Why don't they understand that they're not the only ones in the room and that it is against the rules to smoke inside the hostel??!

Okay, that's all the complaining.

Just wanted to say that I have been getting ready for the new school year....  meetings, schedules, craziness....  and I'm not even back in the States yet.  I still have to pack, repack and buy new clothes.

That's the worst thing about losing weight- the clothes you had, don't fit anymore.  I guess I can't complain too much since I have saved some of my skinny clothes from before.

Ooh, doesn't Little Caesar's pizza sound good?  Or how about BDubs?  I know, I know, eat as many Döners now while I still can, because soon enough comes cafeteria food.  meh.

Oh, but I am going to say, that my goal for the year is to write and communicate with everyone who knows German completely in German.  And I think I'm going to start that next Monday.

Here is where I would put an interesting picture....  but I can't decide on one, so I guess you'll have to wait until next time.

11.8.2010: I am an American

Today, when I was in the kitchen- cooking my delicious meatballs (let me repeat that: DELICIOUS)- I was identified as an American, not because of my accent, looks, etc....
but because I was cooking with butter.

Yup, because of my non-sticking methods, someone could guess that I came from the US.  Oh, and cooking spray is totally American.  Who knew?

This led into a conversation about "The Daily Show" and how mental Americans are....

I guess if this Englishman was basing his views on only this show....  I guess he might have a point.

But I did have to mention that "The Daily Show" and "Colbert Report" (which I prefer), are indeed satiric takes on the daily news, and not the views of the typical American.

(And what about other American shows viewed in other countries....  There's many of them I don't think can translate well....  For instance, take "The Simpsons".  Another show that makes fun of society [often American] and all that it entails.  How does that translate, even when the words don't need translated?)

Though I have to say I think that these shows have their place.  Any show that gets people thinking, even amongst the laughs, especially young people, deserves some mention.

Our conversation continued with how often we say the pledge and sing the anthem in the States.  He compared it to a religion.

Is the US really more politicized that I thought?  The conversation continued to mention Bush (don't blame me, I wasn't old enough to vote), Palin (why do some people like her?) and Obama (of course I had to bring up the fact that I've gotten to see him in person).  Of course, I had my opinions on them all.  Maybe I'm more politicized than I thought.

There's been a lot of things that I've come to know about myself, my country and the differences between others.  There's some things that I've known- at least on paper- that I now know.  Like how different the American school system is.  How school sports are so important to Americans, but soccer is the sport everyone else plays.

And yes, I could definitely mention my issues with the internet again...  Though the worst thing I've experienced so far is actually paying for it, and then it doesn't work.  Gah!

But that's enough for now....  since I do need to get to bed....  Class comes early.  Well, okay, not really, but for me it does.  I'm a college student, give me a break! 

Three weeks left until I head home.  And school starts.  And life becomes crazy again.

10.8.2010: Substitute Teacher

Today we have a substitute.

No one seems to like her.

She is kinda dull.  And class has been going slow today.

Though she is speaking a lot faster than Miriam does.

It has made for an interesting group dynamic.  It's changed.

It's Tuesday.  I'm still in Berlin.

7.8.2010: A Real Entry

Okay, so I haven't been writing in detail like I have in the past.

I don't know....  should I go back and write more detail about some things?

Like Zyankali....  I completely skimmed over that evening.


The problem is I don't have a lot of new interesting things to talk about.  And anything I've been cooking hasn't been that exciting either.

I could complain about my roommates from the other night.  But once I mentioned that perhaps I should ask the people at the front desk to explain what I meant, the cigarette was out pretty quickly.

I walked two hours to get to the museum.  Of course, it was at a super slow pace while I took pictures along the way.  And I took an hour nap in front of the Altes Museum before I decided to go in.  It was a very nice nap.

I've been living in a hostel, which is about fifteen minutes walk from the school where I'm taking the class.

I think if I would have been in Berlin first, I definitely would have gotten a bike....  I kinda wish I had a bike.

Ooh, ooh!  I found an iPod cord for cheap! Yay!

Okay, so this entry is a little random and probably doesn't make much sense.  Just a mishmash of what I've been thinking lately.

I've been slowly working on updating my resume and cover letters....  but I'm kinda dreading the thought of interviews and all that jazz when I get back.

Have I mentioned lately how much I love my camera?  I know that it was a stupid impulse purchase, but I'm so thankful I have an awesome digital SLR.  It may not be top of the line, and I may already be dreaming of a newer model, but that doesn't change my love for my Sony.  It's been a great camera to get started on.

There's a lot that I now know to do on my next trip. Like go to Amsterdam and Prague- those are the two cities I keep hearing the most about.  And if I work in Germany again, I will definitely set up a bank account (I didn't this time since I was just receiving cash).  And a smaller rolly-bag for my carry on will be a great idea.  I might even bring a travel partner too....  Anyone up for a few adventures with me?

Pictures: Reichstag, Flower, Bear, Statue, Brandenburg Gate, Berliner Dom

5.8.2010: Museuminsel

On every Thursday night, all the museums in the Museuminsel are free!

So tonight I ended up going to the Altes Museum and the Alte Nationalgalerie.

Next week I plan on going to the Neues Museum, as long as I get a timeslot ticket on time (they were out when I got there).

3.8.2010: Rain, rain....

It's raining in Berlin.  Which has made it cooler.  But wet.  Now we're studying conjunctions and prepositions in class.  Which is a subject that I really need to review!

Finished everything for financial aid.  Working on cover letters and applications for a new job for the fall.  Woohoo!

Well, I need to finish my homework....  I'll try to write more....  even though I don't have much new to talk about....

2.8.2010: Homesick

I'm homesick.

That sounds really weird.

I am homesick.

Nope, still sounds weird.

I guess this has come about because I've started to think about the upcoming school year (living in North Quad. Where am I going to work? Financial aid. Move-in, etc.).... and pizza-- Little Caesar's pizza.  Maybe it's because I don't have much to do with my time.  And I miss my friends.  Stupid time difference makes it impossible to catch anyone online.

Anywho....  What I am doing:
....class.... class.... class....
homework, homework, homework.
walking.... walking.... walking....
Trying not to spend too much money.
Eating lots of spaghetti- it's cheap and filling.

And yeah....  that's about it.

I think I'm going to splurge this week and go into the Olympic Stadium.  It's the one thing that I'm bummed that I didn't get to do the last time I was in Berlin.

And my passport is in!  Woohoo!  I just have to go get it now.

Well, that is about it for today.  I'm in class, but wanted to do a quick update....  Since I haven't written for over a week.

Tschüss!

24.07.2010: Ich bin (eine) Berlinerin

Maybe the joke of my title would make more sense if I wasn't wanting to be grammatically correct....  but oh well.... 

So it coming up on the second week mark of my stay here in Berlin.

What have I been up to?  Plenty.

First off, I should mention that I started a German class last Monday at Akademie für Fremdsprachen (http://www.akafremd.de/?&lang=en) and placed into the higher intermediate class.  Yay me!

This past week we have been studying the Konjunktiv Zwei (Subjunctive) verb case.

The best part about taking this class is that I'm going to at least get credit for something I do this summer (unfortunately I did not complete eight weeks of my internship, so I won't be able to receive credit for German 351).

Wednesday I again went all the way to the US Consulate in order to apply for a new passport.  Everything went pretty smoothly and I'll be getting my new on about a week from now.

Monday, as I said in a previous post, I stayed in and played Crazy Eights with a couple of roommates.  The next night- I changed rooms, but still went out with the same people, and plus one (a Chinese guy who has been studying in France for the past year).

So Tuesday night Graham talked us all into going to some bar that his tour guide told him about.

Well...  I think most of the Abenteuer was actually getting there.  After passing a few "working girls" and their "managers", asking for directions a few times....  we finally got there.

Imagine a haunted house as a bar.  That was about it.  I kinda thought the bar itself was a little disappointing, but it was still nice to get out and do something- and talk.

Other than that, it's been life in a hostel and studying.

20.07.2010: Cyanide

http://www.zyankali.de/

Großbeerenstraße

Graham's idea....  me, Maggie and Chinese studying in France.

Fill in details later.

Oh yeah and: http://www.akafremd.de/

19.07.2010: You win some, you lose some....

I won the roommate lottery the last couple of days. 

First, last night I was the only girl in a room of guys.

And tonight I played Crazy Eights with Maggie and Graham. 

So, yes, right now I'm thinking: yay! for hostels!

Strasbourg

Okay, I think I need to sit down and finally write about Strasbourg....

Even though I think my feelings about the trip are a little tainted after all that has happened....

It was a nice little trip I think, and I would love to go to Strasbourg again someday....  I kinda wish I could study there, as it is a college town.

So, I left off the story where I finally got to Strasbourg.

Out of the Gare de Strasbourg, in the lightly lit early night.

And my shining star?  McDonalds- with free wifi!  I don't think there could have been anything quite as beautiful!  (I know, I know, I'm here in France and I continue to eat at McDonalds....  but don't you fear- I eat much better the next couple of nights!)

Remember how I had planned to go to Nice?  That meant that I had reserved a bed in Nice, not Strasbourg.  So I had to cancel my reservation there and find somewhere to stay that night in Strasbourg. 

Well, I found somewhere on the internet, but when I went to find it, I stumbled upon a place that had a room for a little bit cheaper that happened to have a room free.  So I stayed there, and then found a another, (much) cheaper place to stay the next nights since the hotel I was currently in had no occupancy the following night.

What I ended up finding was a hotel room cheaper than I was finding any hostel beds for.....  interesting....

The main disadvantage of the hotel that I found was the distance from city center....  and how the last bus there was at quarter to midnight.

And the directions online sure didn't help!  As most of the page was in English, this was the only part that was left in French....

It was a small hotel room with a TV that didn't work.  The bathroom was not included, and the sink was broken.  In the hallway, the bathrooms stunk....  as far as the showers, I don't know (don't worry, I had taken a shower in the morning of the first hotel, and it was only a couple of days....).  The bed- hard, but luckily there was another mattress on the other bunk that I could use to make it (a little) better.  The wi-fi was decent, but there was no plugs in the room!

But really, the main attraction was the city itself.  Gorgeous!

A few things that I would recommend to others if they're thinking about going to Strasbourg:

--If you're there for a short time, a bus/tram ticket makes getting to places faster, and definitely is a good price at 4 Euros for 24 hours (for a group of three- 5.50E, quite reasonable).  Don't use the a bus/tram without one- in only the few days I was there, I had my ticket checked twice.

And make sure you purchase the correct ticket.  In the train station there is a set of machines for the ter/regional train system tickets.  Same prices, but not the correct ones....  they don't fit into the validation thingys.

--Bring your own map.  The one from the tourist office was great in naming the top 20 places to go in Strasbourg, but the map itself had very little detail and made finding anything a little difficult (I think it had maybe, like, three street names on it).

--I would suggest one stay closer to the city center, as long as your purpose there is to be a tourist.  I wish I could have stayed out longer.  I'm not a big party/club/bar person in general, but the city is even more gorgeous at night and would have loved to be able to take more pictures.


In general, I really didn't do much overall.  I can't give you any must see places, other than Strasbourg itself.  Monday I walked around, and did a little shopping.  There were major sales in every store.  I didn't spend that much....  I think about 5 Euros maybe.  Just a little of this, a little of that.  A few postcards to add to my collection.

That night I ate at a little italian joint and had a pizza.  Now, it's not pizza like when we think of pizza in the States.  But thin crust, and really not much toppings.  Aber doch lecker (hehe, maybe I should say that in French since I was in France at the time....).

As far as "Chantilly Lace" goes....

When I was looking at the dessert menu, I noticed that almost everything had "chantilly" on it....  almost every other word I knew or could guess, but I hadn't brought my french/english dictionary out with me.  I could faintly hear that the guys next to me spoke English, so I mustered up the courage and asked them.

chantilly=Zahne=creme

Well, my question got the talking about the song, and conveniently my hair was up in a pony tail that night....

Even with construction, I was lucky to make it to the bus stop in time to make the last bus....  but the next night I knew I couldn't take any chances.

Tuesday, of course I slept in.  Once I finally got up and about, and into the center of town, I finally decided to make it to all the top 20 places to see in Strasbourg, at least according to my map.  I think I probably saw at least 15 of them, before I got tired and aborted my mission (probably most of it had to do with my frustration over the stupid map and not being able to find anything because of the lack of street names and a scale that was not in proportion to how things actually were).

I think my favorite place was the park (whose name I would now have to look up because the map itself was a victim of the "great lost purse" debacle of 2010) and there's definitely more that I would have like to have seen.  The only place I actually went into was the "Notre Dame de Strasbourg" but I took many pictures of my entire day. 

Dinner Tuesday night was at "Hippotamomus. Bar. Grill."  With a tagline of "Pour l'amour de la viande," (for the love of meat) I knew that I couldn't go wrong.

The rest of the trip went pretty smoothly....  well, until I got to Frankfurt and lost my purse.

18.7.2010: Adventures in Berlin....

I've only been here.... well, I guess it's coming up to the week mark, isn't it?

It's been a small little adventure, I must say.

I've been trying to do, well.... not much. But there's still stuff you can do with a budget that.... well, has no income and that you're going to have to pay off later.

The IC train from Hamburg to Berlin was an hour late. Instead, I took the next ICE train, which, I don't know, maybe I wasn't supposed to take. Even still, this train wasn't any faster. Stopped becuase of the heat, we arrived in Berlin about 3 hours later than I originally should have.

Off to find lodgings.... There was a Meiniger around the corner, unfortunately they didn't have any openings for the night, but were helpful enough to let me use their wifi to find somewhere I could stay.

Even though it's a little out of my price range (at least for a long term stay), Motel One was gorgeous. For 49Euros I got a small, but clean, beautiful room and bathroom. The wifi worked (which some places.... that I've paid more for.... can't even say that) and the breakfast was traditional German.

I would highly recommend Motel One to anyone looking for a decent hotel. The staff was extremely nice and helpful, and even let me use the wifi in the lobby for a duration of the next day, even though I wasn't going to be a guest there that night.

Tuesday morning I got right up and headed to find the US Consulate.

IT IS NOT BY THE BRANDENBURG GATE. It is in the middle of no where.

About a half an hour (or more.... I don't have a watch; my $3 one broke the first week of work....) and three UBahns later, I was finally there.

Since I hadn't changed my flight yet, there wasn't really much that they could do for me. So I got the papers and my pictures and headed back to the hotel to wait for STA travel to open (darn time difference).

In the meantime, I emailed Bill Nolting and Kalli Federhofer to see if by chance there was a way that I could reasonably stay in Germany. Between talking with my mother and Kelly Nelson, I decided that I was going to stay, rather than come home.

My goal has always been to improve my German this summer. Going home, well, the only thing I would succeed in is boredom.

After Tueday, my days have consisted of researching, planning and walking around.

So far, two guys have asked for my phone number, many beggars have asked for money.... which is especially hard now, since I have very little money myself, though I still have more than they do.

Yesterday (Saturday), I went to Media Markt in order to buy an iPod cord (it's one of the only non food or shelter thing I am going to allow myself to put on my credit card).... Unfortunately, even being a big chain store, they do not take credit cards. So no iPod cord for me.

I actually ran into this issue a few times.... So, no iPod cord and no fan for me.

Luckily it's actually cooled off a bit here in Berlin. Gees, it's been such a warm summer so far.... It didn't seem like that long ago that I was complaining on how cold of summer it was....


And yesterday, I ran into my first hostel drama in Berlin.

Yes, hostels are cheap (and this is the cheapest one I've been in yet on this trip- only 10Euros a night!). You get what you pay for.

Sometimes you get cruddy showers (like in Paris). Sometimes there's no lockers and stuff gets stolen. Sometimes there's one shower for ten people, all trying to get up around the same time and use it (like in Frankfurt).

Okay, and sometimes, if you're not staying in a youth hostel.... there's some interesting older people.

And you could be living, again, next to a WOS (World of Sex) and other stores (or museums??) of the like.

You share a room with up to nine other strangers, a great way to meet people.

However, you're more likely to run into people who speak English, than speak the language of the land. Definitely not a good way to practice your language skills if that's what you've come here to do.

I was rooming with six girls from Finland, a brother and sister from Spain and two people from England. English was our only common bond.

Sometimes you get annoying people who won't shut up at night.... why can't they understand that we're all hot, but saying it over and over doesn't help anyone get to sleep.

And then you get those who think they own the place and come storming in at 4 in the morning.

Now, I totally expect those coming in late at night after a night of partying and drinking. But I've never encountered people as rude as I did last night.

They came in hootin' and a hollerin' and all in all, just being as loud as the possibly could. I asked as nicely as I possibly could if they could be quieter or go to the lobby area and talk.

I must have been talking to thin air. They completely ignored me and just became louder and louder. Most people at least attempt to quiet down after asked....

I don't know....  maybe their English wasn't as good as it was sounding earlier....

To say the least, I'm glad there was an empty bed in another room I could switch into.

Oh, and I probably should mention the interesting guys that came to my room (when I was alone) and insisted that I ordered a pizza. Repeatedly I told them that I hadn't, perhaps it was someone else that wasn't in at the moment. After harrassing me about the junk that is outside the window, they finally left.... Ugh.... interesting people.

Pictures

Just a picture from my travels in Strasbourg.

Pictures always tend to make me happy.  Especially if I take them.  :)


It's been hot here in Berlin (it had to be at least 90 degrees Fahrenheit today).  Definitely different weather from the last time I was here last late winter/early spring!

Decisions, decisions, decisions....

After being let go on Monday, I quickly packed and left for Berlin.

(Not until I've already decided and packed to go do I find out by my host mother that I could have stayed there until the rest of the month, since the room was already paid for.  However, I don't think that would have been the best idea....)

Since then, I've been trying to decide what I am going to do with myself.

In order to get my new passport, I had to get my flight changed.

Well, that's costly.  I could just change the flight I had, it would cost $100- but the first one that David at STA travel in Ann Arbor could find wasn't for another month (which would only shorten my trip by a couple of weeks).  And to completely purchase a new ticket- about a grand!  And I lose the money I spent on the first ticket.

Quite honestly, I wanted to stay in Germany.  My goal was to improve my German, and really, I want to do as such!

So with the help of Bill Nolting and Kelly Nelson from the International Center and Kalli Federhofer from the German Department, I have looking into several different options on how I can stay here.  From workcamps to language courses, I have plenty of options.

As of right now, I have not changed my September 3rd flight, and my appointment to get a new passport is this coming Wednesday.

Monday I'm heading to a couple of different language schools to see if they have openings asap and then I'm going to be on my way.

I'm staying in hostels, and definitely eating on a budget (yay!  Salad for a Euro, lasts a few days too!)

Money is definitely a worry for me, but I don't see myself coming out with anything less than about a grand on my credit card....  not ideal, but it's what I've got.  When I get back home, I'll definitely work on ways on how to get it paid off quickly.

(Oh, by the way, does anyone know of openings- for students- anywhere in Ann Arbor for the fall?  I'll be in the job market!)

Definitely check back to see what's in store for me.  Because I'm certainly curious on what's to come!

What I've Done Wrong

I know, this is going to be my third blog about my termination.  It's been a lot to take in, and a lot to think about.

At all times we must reflect how we can be better- be it as an employee, as a tenant, or just as a person in general.

If I would have to evaluate myself, without thinking about how others see me.....  well, at times I would see myself as lazy too.

Especially when it comes to cleaning.  I will not admit to the box of dirty dishes I have sitting in my room at home.  I will not.

At the beginning, I thought I was doing really well with keeping my room tidy.  I was making my bed every day (even though when I was working at 6am, there were a few days I didn't make my bed until I got back).

One time, I actually vacuumed.  Yeah, that's right, I vacuumed.

Everything my host mother asked, I eventually did, though not always in a timely matter.  Sometimes I did get frustrated when the directions changed from day to day.

Like with the shoes when it was raining- the first couple of days I was asked to put them by the door as to not drag in dirt....  then it was that I had to take them off at the door, then bring them to the door of my room.  Later I found out that it was because I wasn't placing my shoes neatly enough next to the main door.
 

I don't think we're slobs in my house, but I guess we do leave our shoes all over the place....

Some things I do believe there were more of a cultural (or maybe just household) differences rather than just me being lazy.

I think the biggest thing I did wrong was not taking out the trash the very first time she asked....  though I wasn't too thrilled about the idea of having to sort through it after it had been sitting there for awhile.  That is why I had hesitated as long as I did.

Germans recycle, a lot.  Don't mess with their recycling.

Maybe I could do better with the way I respond when asked to do something.  Many times when I don't agree with what's said, or just don't want to say something rude, I tend to try to be as emotionless (I guess that's how you would describe it) as possible....  I guess this could be perceived as rude itself.

[I don't know, mom- would you rather me talk back or keep it to myself?  Since you're probably one of the only people I can think of that I ever told how I felt when you told me to do something.]

And in my house, leaving dishes (used or not) on the stove is completely acceptable (and very commonplace)....  I think I'm probably the one that does it the least (okay, yeah, I'm home the least too).  And I think storing pots and pans inside the oven is the most irritating thing in the kitchen ever....  though I totally understand why people do it- the lack of storage.

I think if I were to really look at things, I did do a lot wrong when it comes to the house and my room.  And I am a slob when it comes to cleaning, no matter where I am.

As far as my host mother emailing Herr Seefeldt, I don't think it was her goal to get me kicked out and fired.  She just wanted the tasks completed, and asked for help getting them done.  It was just the timing of everything.  She even told me that she had asked Herr Kratzmann to give me a second chance.


As far as work, and my German....

First, I think I should have take Kalli's advice and taken a spring German class.  It was a great idea, since I hadn't taken a speaking class in awhile....  Though I received the first notice of my placing, I think it was either that night or the next day.  I would have felt bad about asking to change my starting date at that point.

Yes, perhaps I should have participated more in Max Kade (German house) activities....  the reason why, well....  many of you know that.

(Though now, I am totally stoked to be moving into North Quad and being as active as I can!  Woohoo!  Go Max Kade House!)

As far as where I should be with the language....  that's because I have been struggling in school.  I've been struggling to figure out what I want to do with my life, where I want to go, who I want to be.  Compounded by many new (and not always good) experiences, getting balance in life- work versus school versus friends- it hasn't made for a good academic career.

But now it's time to stop with all the excuses.  I have to do better- with everything that I do!

Really, I think everything that went wrong at work could have been solved if I had known the language better.  There wouldn't have been as many misunderstandings.  My Kollegen wouldn't have had to translate my schlechtes Deutsch into a Deutsch my boss could understand.

I could have helped customers faster (I wouldn't have had to ask a Kollege for help as often), no one would have had to tell me what they meant more than once.  Perhaps I would have heard the "sofort" in more of the directions given to me.  My superiors could have told me what I was doing wrong (though, I never heard them try) instead of going through a third party.  I could have felt more confident talking with my coworkers....  even though a lot of the time they were talking about kids, husbands/wives, households, etc. etc.  I could have had more control of the direction of conversation.

I guess I could have been able to help more, rather than be such a burden on my coworkers shoulders. 

There was that one week were I was tardy more than once.  But after that, I was only kinda close, but not tardy, a couple of times.

Perhaps I could have asked, "what can I do now?" a little more often.  Even though there were some days that there was very little to do, or those times that I felt I had gotten confident enough to find my own thing to do....  I mean, when I did ask, the answer was more often than not "Obst und Gemüse."  Cutting watermelons, sweeping (okay, I just looked up that word because I couldn't remember it in English), making the strawberries or other O/G look good- all extremely common tasks to do.


Overall, I think the biggest mistake I did make....  not saying "Thank You" enough.  I have to admit I didn't say it enough, be it to my host mother, to my boss, everyone.  I could have said "danke" more often.  So don't be surprised if you hear it in my vocabulary A LOT more.  

Because I am thankful for what others do for me.


Although, I still do not feel any of what I did/not do was enough to get me fired.  But every little thing snowballed into something bigger and led to my termination.  Was it doomed from the start?  I don't know.  Could I have saved my job?  I don't know.

But I do know that I have to keep going.  I have to learn from this experience.  I have to make myself a better person.  Each and every day.

Chronological Order of Events that led to my Termination

The things I found out later are marked in purple.


June 23rd: Herr Seefeldt, from ICE, comes for a meeting.

June 27th: Herr Seefeldt writes an email to me explaining how poorly I've been doing and that I need to work harder, faster, better, etc. etc.

Things in the email include the arrival in Hamburg incident, my punctuality (which I was only late once- with excuse- after I had been disciplined the first time), speed of work, unhappiness (which was not so, only stress and frustration really), and my greetings with coworkers.

Some of the things I was quite baffled by.

One thing Herr Seefeldt told me was that I needed to have brought gifts from the States....  yeah, maybe in one line on the checklist.  By time I was in Germany, the shipping prices alone were out of my price range (one estimate: two mugs shipped for $50-$60-- not including the price of the mugs themselves).

And why hadn't any of my coworkers told me to work faster?  Instead of using Herr Seefeldt as the middle man to give me that message.

I'm still confused as to why they said I never said "hello" or "Morgen" to my fellow coworkers....

After this, I did try to work faster, talk more to coworkers.  Though they still didn't see it.

June ??: I am told by Herr Dame that I need to complete some paperwork in the Rathaus and in Bad Oldesloe.  Paperwork that should have been completed within the first week after arriving in Hamburg....  by this time I had already been there for about a month....

June 30th: I ask for time off.  With this time off I am supposed to take care of paperwork in Bad Oldesloe before heading back to Hamburg.  Discussion was with Herr Dame.

July1st-3rd: Worked two extra hours per day to make up for the time that I would be missing.


July 2nd: Went to the Rathaus in Reinbek.  Took care of the Einwohnermeldeamt and received the paperwork needed for Bad Oldesloe.  Found out that the offices in B/O would not be open on Wednesday, and the best time to meet with the guy I needed to would be on Thursday.

Was about 10 minutes late to work.  Because I was working on paperwork, everything was okay with Herr Dame.  Explained (or so I thought), that I was going to have to go on Thursday to take care of the paperwork.

Misunderstanding which led to an angered Herr Kratzmann and myself crying and confused.

July 3rd: Super busy day at work because of the game that afternoon.

Payday.  Also received the money for rent.  Since my host mother was still out of town at this time, I just left it in my room while I was gone.

July 4th-7th: Took my mini-vacation to Strasbourg.  Yes, the timing, with everything that had happened the past week, perhaps was not the best, but it was already discussed and settled.

July 7th: Lost my passport.

July 8th-10th: Worked two extra hours per day to make up for the time that I missed.

July 8th: Supposed to go to Bad Oldesloe, but with missing passport, there was nothing I could do there.

Went to the Fundservice (lost and found) with no luck.  Host mother helped me call the DB hotline to report it missing.

Asked host mother if it was okay if I kept 50Euros until my next payday.  I thought she agreed (I can't be so sure now....).  Gave her the other 200Euros.

July 9th: Herr Kratzmann and Herr Seefedlt talk on the phone on how I am doing at that point.  Herr Kratzmann is still disappointed.

Host mother emails Herr Seefedlt to complain that I still hadn't taken out the trash and how overall, she is unhappy on how tidy I am not.  She writes how I will need to find somewhere else to stay after July 31st if my habits don't change.

So, okay, I will admit I am completely guilty when it comes to the trash.  And my room was a mess because I hadn't gotten a chance to do laundry yet.

And she had asked me to clean the bathroom, but I didn't know there was a "right now" applied.  Now I know otherwise....

July 10th: Busiest day I had worked.  I kept moving, did everything that anyone told me to do, and just tried to keep as positive as I could.

After I am done with work, I go back to the office to ask what time I was working next week: mornings.

About an hour after I get back from work, I get an email from Herr Seefeldt stating that I will be asked to leave the accommodation and leave work.

I head to the store to talk to either of the Herr Kratzmanns, or Herr Dame.  No one is there, but I run into Frau Schwandt.  She says that Herr Kratzmann had talked to Seefeldt the other night.  She hadn't heard anything about me being fired.  Just that they thought I still needed to work faster (after the day that I had, I was kinda shocked).

My host mother gets back to the house, and I talk with her.  She tells me how upset she is with me, and how she had wrote Herr Seefeldt the night before.  

She heads to the store to talk to Herr Kratzmann, since he was not there, there was nothing that could be settled that night.  She tells me that if he does let me keep working, I can keep living there.

I was supposed to go with my Mitbewohnerin to the movies that night.  Instead I stayed in, cleaning and making lists.  If given a second chance, I was going to give it EVERYTHING I had....  but at the same time, I knew I had to prepare for the worst.

July 12th: I wake up, completely nervous, but super early.  I get dressed, I make my bed....  still with plenty of time.

I leave the house at about 5:35 and arrive at 5:45am.  I stay in the break room until it's time to get to work.

I ask where I'm going to be working, this time in the Mopo (Molkerei- in the milks, yogurts, cheeses) and I start as if someone lit a fire behind me.  I didn't stop to take any breaks.  I worked as quickly as I could, helped customers as quickly as I could, etc. etc. etc.  Even Sabrina, who I worked with on Monday, told me I did much better.  But this was still not enough.

So I asked if I could take a break (as everything was ausgepackt- unpacked), and afterwards, worked my last hour of the day in fruits and vegetables.  There were no more bags in some of the stands, and none in the cupboard, so I had to go back to get some more.

As I was heading back to the front, I ran into Herr Kratzmann.  After looking at his watch and determining it was noon (and the end of my shift), he told me to meet him in his office once I was done.



We all know what happened next.

Lack of free internet....

One thing I don't think I can get used to in Europe is the lack of free internet.  In the States you can just go to any restaurant/cafe/hotel/library/etc. and jump on the internet.  Here....  it's a little more difficult.

Gah!

Maybe that means I need to get offline tonight and actually live outside.

With a digital camera, I can at least do something without spending any money (nope, I did that awhile ago...).

Expectations and Communication

Almost everything is settled now.... just not in the way I would have thought.... or preferred....

If you haven't heard by now, yesterday afternoon I was fired from Edeka, the grocery store I was working at in Germany for the summer.

I do not want to say that I was blameless, because that would be a lie. However, most of the blame could be put on Expectation's and Communication's shoulders.

What they expected of me, and what I expected, were two completely different things in most every regard.

How things were communicated, or not, were often detrimental to me.

--I expected that I could actually improve my schlechtes Deutsch, and be able to speak in a level closer to where I should be, for graduating next year.

They, however, thought I already spoke at a level that one should when spending six years on a language.

Though I do not know how they got the impression that I was close to fluent. And why does six years imply that I was any good? And three trips to Germany/Austria with Max Kade will not do you any good as far as language skills. We all know what those trips are really about....

[The reasons why I'm not at the level I should be is another story all together.]

Somewhere, Communication screwed up.

--I expected that I was going to be in Hamburg at 1pm on Monday, May 31st.

And here I erred: I did not communicate properly to Herr Kratzmann that was my expectation. I assumed Herr Seefedlt had passed the message on, but I can't be sure.

Though my plans changed, I thought I did call them in time to let them know I wasn't going to be on the train arriving at 1pm.... I was on the train at 1pm. So that means I called four hours before I was actually going to make it there.

And because of my schlechtes Deutsch, I was not able to communicate properly that I did not get out of Paris when I thought I was going to, delaying my trip from Frankfurt to Hamburg.

[We all know why I did get out of Paris....  now I know more.  Perhaps I could have left Paris when planned.  But the woman at the counter did not tell me other options that day.]

I think they expected me to have a cell phone, where I expected to purchase one once I got settled.

[Though I never did purchase one- because I was so close to work, used Skype to call my parents, kept CHANGE on me in case of emergency- I'm sure they saw this as irresponsibility. I thought it was just being smart with my money.  And why didn't I bring one with me?  That would have required changing servers back in the States....]

Though, I have to say, I am kinda frustrated that the story kept changing. Were Herr Kratzmann and his wife there waiting for me for an hour, two hours, or six?

--Herr Seefedlt expected that I was going to bring gifts from the States for my boss and host mother.

[One small line on a checklist is poor communication to someone who is about to embark on her first trip abroad on her own. She has too many other things that she is worrying about.]

This might be considered a cultural difference.... I would never thought about gifts (obviously I didn't) for people I am paying to live with or bringing a gift for my boss on the first day of work.


--With everything an elder says, always add "sofort" (immediately) even if it's actually said or not.  It does not matter if you've just been told by someone else to do something else and you're in the middle of finishing this task.  And it is not up for discussion.

I think most of the time I didn't know, or didn't hear the "sofort".  But once I learned about this rule, I followed it, as it was the most important rule.

--I thought I had asked for time off not just for taking care of the necessary paperwork in Bad Oldesloe, but for a small vacation time too.  This must have been one of those times that my German was not able communicate what I meant.  Or maybe communication between Herr Dame and Herr Kratzmann was not there.  I do not know.

Why would anyone think that I needed three days off to go to a city that is about a half an hour away?

--It was my expectation that all necessary paperwork and fees were taken care of before I left the States when I paid $1,150 in fees to the International Cooperative Education Program.  My expectation was that I would have been told if there were going to be any other paperwork to take care of, again before I left.

I still think it odd that I wasn't told about the Einwohnermeldeamt paperwork until a month after I had been in Hamburg, when it should have been taken care of the first week.


I could give you countless examples of how expectations and communication were not in sync.  But at the moment I have more important things to accomplish.

Harder, Better, Faster, Stronger

I probably won't be writing for awhile until a few things are figured out and settled. So I leave you with this song.... a song that I will definitely be singing all the time for awhile!

From Daft Punk.

The hands are definitely.... interesting....

Found glasses....

They may not be the most important thing on the list, but I found my glasses.

Luckily they weren't in my purse, but in my backpack instead.
 
Yay!

And tomorrow is payday.... always a good day!

And I'm going to the movie theater with my Mitbewohnerinnen.

Yay!

Oh, and the ice cream didn't help that much....  But the spaghetti did.

Does this mean I'm growing up and starting to eat better?  Hmmmm.....

9.7.2010: Getting to Strasbourg, France

If I had written a couple days ago, I would have written a tutorial on how to not get to Nice, France.

All in all, it's quite simple to accomplish.  Don't do your homework.  Don't prepare and research and reserve train seats like you should.

Trying to be spontaneous often doesn't work.

I've now learned that you need a reservation for every TGV (Train de Grande Vinesse- high speed trains in France), and that because I've been using a Eurail pass, reservations can't be made the day of because they (SNCF, the French train system) limit how many people can use these passes for each train.  Though the Deutsches Bahn doesn't seem to do the same.

Hmmm....  I now know why I couldn't get out Paris when I wanted to the last time.

Maybe I should have read the brochure they gave me into STA travel office.  That probably would have saved me some headaches....

Well, my trip was going smoothly until I got to Paris this time.

Because of the SNCF's cap on how many people using Eurail passes can reserve spaces on each train (or maybe they don't allow day-of reservations....), I wasn't able to reserve a space to go to Nice.

BUT I WAS NOT STAYING IN PARIS.

My first thought was to just board the train I wanted anyways....  but the Gare du Nord was not the one I arrived in, and it was just not what I was used to.

Okay, so I was just a bit freaked out by my idea.  Even though I figured that the worse they would do is chastise me for being a dumb foreigner, maybe make me get off at the next stop, I just couldn't bring myself to get on that train.....

Oh, and the option of buying a regular seat was out of the question: 100Euros?   You've got to be kidding me!

So I decided that I was going to go to the airport and try my luck there....  You see it all the time in the movies, on television- it couldn't have been that hard to do.

I know what you're thinking...  I won't dish out the 100Euros for the train ticket, but I will spend the money on a plane ticket?

Well, no.  Once I got to the airport I thought this idea was ridiculous and decided to stick with my original idea.  Luckily there's also a train station in the airport.  Who knew?

Even though there was no trains headed to Nice from this station, I decided I was going anywhere as long as it was out of Paris.  And since I had talked about Strasbourg to begin with, it seemed as good as anywhere.

So, I didn't have a reservation, but dared to be daring.  Basically, all that happened is that I had to pay 10Euros more for a reservation than I would have if I had done it ahead of time.

Did I mention that my route from Frankfurt to Paris had passed Strasbourg?  So I spent 25Euros and 7 hours on a train more than I would have if I would have just decided on Strasbourg in the first place.  Hmmm...


Well, I really really need to head to bed.  I have to work early again in the morning (6am), which means that I should get up earlier than 5:30....  but this week so far I've been getting to work with plenty of time to spare. 

I promise (like I have been for awhile) that I will catch you all up on how things have been going....  because there's definitely a lot to say!

9.7.2010: Do I have to stay positive?

I'm going to be writing in reverse order...  There's so much to say and so much has been going on lately that I have to start somewhere.

So as I wrote before, I traveled this weekend, to Strasbourg, France.  Which meant that I took the train.  Which meant I was in charge of my own luggage the whole way.  Which meant that there was possibility that I could lose something.  Which meant I did.

And I lost the worst thing imaginable.

My purse.

Okay, so maybe it's not such a good idea to keep all your IDs- passport, driver's license, student card- all together in one place....  if you're going to lose it, you'll lose it all.  But that's what a purse is for, to keep everything organized (okay, maybe not....) and together.

Altogether I lost the following:
-about 50-60 Euros
-my Eurail pass
-my driver's license
-my MCard
-my ISIC card
-my health insurance card
-my small camera
-my cute Tinker Bell purse
-my glasses
-my passport

So money can be earned again....  and I've already lost money on this trip, so I've dealt with that before. Hey, at least I didn't bring my rent money too.

Though it would have been nice to put in my scrapbook, my Eurail pass is now expired.  With the help of the people at the Service Points, I got back to Hamburg just fine.

I guess since I didn't like my picture anyways, it'll be okay if I have to replace my driver's license, right?  Who wants a picture of chubby cheeks to memorialize?

Well, I had my MCard for four years.  Another missing scrapbook token, but something that can also be easily replaced....  sometimes it didn't swipe very well anyways.

ISIC card- don't bother even buying one...  I haven't used it yet.

Health insurance card- thankfully can be reprinted since it was just on paper anyways.

Small camera....  luckily it wasn't my big DSLR, which wouldn't fit.  And there was only two pictures on it that I hadn't retrieved off from it.  And I wasn't that fond of it and it's picture taking abilities.

My cute Tinker Bell purse.  Well, it was cheap and had lasted over four years.  I used it all the time, maybe it was time for a new one anyways.

My cute awesome purple glasses....  Even though it's kinda annoying to have to deal with no reading glasses right now, at least I'm not in school and it's a thousand times worse.  I'm not blind and can deal with the headaches until I get home.

However....

My passport is the tough one to turn into something positive.  But I've even done that.

I have a month and a half until I return home- luckily time isn't the issue.

And if I have to replace it, it means a trip to Berlin.  And possibly time off.  Road trip!

All in all, it just gives me a good reason to eat chocolate ice cream.  I need to be comforted in my time of crisis....

Chantilly Lace

Just watch.... and listen to the lyrics.
I'll explain the story later.

And while I'm thinking of it....
Can anyone help me figure out how to embed youtube videos (or any from another site) into Blogger?  I thought I could do it, but I guess not....
And can anyone help me figure out how to add the "followers" feature on my blog?  For some reason when I try, it doesn't actually show up....

I promise I'll post a real blog soon.  Really!



(Different video than link is.... When you change countries, what you can and can not stream on the internet changes. Definitely not something I'm used to!)

Slacking off...

Okay, so I'm very behind on blogging....  because there's so much to say, but there's also so much to do!  I promise to update things soon, so keep checking back. 

I'm in Strasbourg France right now- and the weather is gorgeous!!!!

4.7.2010: Frankfurt/Paris

Liebe Frankfurt,
ich liebe dich.
Viele Gruß,
ich

Paris,
ich hasse dich.
meh....

For those English readers who don't even understand these simple phrases....
Dear Frankfurt,
I love you.
Sincerely,
Me


Paris,
I hate you.
meh....

2.7.2010: GREAT NEWS!!!!

Okay....

FINALLY I HAVE FOUR CONSECUTIVE DAYS OFF WORK.

I think I'm going to use the last couple days of my Eurail pass and go to Nice.

I just really need time off.

I'll try to write later....  today was an eventful day.

But right now I need a beer.  Hey, I'm in Germany, aren't I?

29.6.2010: And the colors of the day are....

 Green and orange.

Here are the beginning ingredients.  Frühlings Zwiebeln (spring onions, not really sure what we call them in the States), other onions (can't remember what they're called.....), carrots, orange and green peppers, cucumber, Eisbergsalat and Kräuter (herb) croutons.

Now they are all chopped up. 

And the pretty salad after everything was put together.  Didn't make the green beans tonight.  Ooh well, there's always tomorrow!  There's already too much for tonight!

The best part- the Kräuter croutons!

Yes, this post is about my dinner tonight.  I thought I better post pictures or no one would believe that I ate this much green (and orange) stuff.  Maybe the most beneficial part about working in the Obst und Gemüse all the time is that I get to smell all the wonderful things!  

And the best part about this meal....  it only cost me a little more than 4 Euros!  AND I'm going to be eating this stuff for a few days too!