Saturday, December 31, 2005
a new year's wish
"Carpe diem! Rejoice while you are alive; enjoy the day; live life to the fullest; make the most of what you have. It is later than you think."
Friday, December 30, 2005
christmas time was here
alright.
where do I start? Christmas. Ah, Christmas. Christmas here was spectacularly beautiful. Like a movie. On the 24th when the sun went down, we all gathered around the tree (my host mom and dad, Benni the labrador retriever and I) and lit the candles (real candles!). Then we listened to music and appreciated the tree, and sat down to the "Bescherung" (gift-giving) and exchanged small gifts. Then we drank champagne and as my host mom finished preparing dinner I went for a walk with my host dad and Benni through the neighborhood. Boy was that magical. The neighborhood was absolutely still and silent, blanketed in snow, and in all the windows of the tiny houses you could see christmas trees and warm lights and families gathered around eating or exchanging gifts. It was like a scene from the thousands of christmas movies I love--whoville or charlie brown's town, or even the north pole. Magical. Then we returned home to a cozy traditional dinner of wiener wurtschen and kartoeffel salat (viennese sausages and potato salad) and after eating set off for church. Like nearly everyone else in Feldafing, we walked to church, through those silent snowy streets, and my host mom pointed out that we could identify who was going to the catholic church and who was going to the protestant church by which direction they were walking. Not that it was important, it was just one of those quirky little small town facts that made me smile. The church service itself was nice, in a small cozy wooden church, although I was baffled by the fact that people seemed unduly serious and also no one removed their coats--like they wanted to be ready to jump up and leave at any moment. But we sang "Stille Nacht" (silent night) and lit candles, which everyone then walked with back to their houses. I felt somewhere like I was in the middle ages, walking through the snowy streets with candles. And to top off a tradition filled evening, I insisted on reading "twas the night before christmas" aloud, even though christmas eve here really is christmas itself, and there is no santa claus, and i think my host dad, mom and her brother didn't really understand the antiquated english of the poem, despite my wild gesturing and broken translations. It was a calm and beautiful moment, though, and a tribute to my grandfather, who always read it to us. Since he died i've been carrying on the tradition, and when I talked to my family on the 25th, they reported that they'd forgotten to read it. Well grampy, i didn't :)
where do I start? Christmas. Ah, Christmas. Christmas here was spectacularly beautiful. Like a movie. On the 24th when the sun went down, we all gathered around the tree (my host mom and dad, Benni the labrador retriever and I) and lit the candles (real candles!). Then we listened to music and appreciated the tree, and sat down to the "Bescherung" (gift-giving) and exchanged small gifts. Then we drank champagne and as my host mom finished preparing dinner I went for a walk with my host dad and Benni through the neighborhood. Boy was that magical. The neighborhood was absolutely still and silent, blanketed in snow, and in all the windows of the tiny houses you could see christmas trees and warm lights and families gathered around eating or exchanging gifts. It was like a scene from the thousands of christmas movies I love--whoville or charlie brown's town, or even the north pole. Magical. Then we returned home to a cozy traditional dinner of wiener wurtschen and kartoeffel salat (viennese sausages and potato salad) and after eating set off for church. Like nearly everyone else in Feldafing, we walked to church, through those silent snowy streets, and my host mom pointed out that we could identify who was going to the catholic church and who was going to the protestant church by which direction they were walking. Not that it was important, it was just one of those quirky little small town facts that made me smile. The church service itself was nice, in a small cozy wooden church, although I was baffled by the fact that people seemed unduly serious and also no one removed their coats--like they wanted to be ready to jump up and leave at any moment. But we sang "Stille Nacht" (silent night) and lit candles, which everyone then walked with back to their houses. I felt somewhere like I was in the middle ages, walking through the snowy streets with candles. And to top off a tradition filled evening, I insisted on reading "twas the night before christmas" aloud, even though christmas eve here really is christmas itself, and there is no santa claus, and i think my host dad, mom and her brother didn't really understand the antiquated english of the poem, despite my wild gesturing and broken translations. It was a calm and beautiful moment, though, and a tribute to my grandfather, who always read it to us. Since he died i've been carrying on the tradition, and when I talked to my family on the 25th, they reported that they'd forgotten to read it. Well grampy, i didn't :)
Thursday, December 29, 2005
praktikum time
i have lots to say--about christmas, about snow, about family here, and about my praktikum! I don't have time to write about all that first stuff now cause i have to catch a train in 45 minutes and riding my bike to the station is an insane activity in this snow, but I wanted to mention that I have a praktikum, and for a group called Green City..here's the website! www.greencity.de
christmas eve friends
Me and Benny on the couch after church...not too much excitement cause the presents are already all opened on Christmas eve, but certainly a cozy evening.
Wednesday, December 21, 2005
crashing together of my senses
zzzzzz
i'm so tired. today i did a ridiculous amount of christmas shopping, had another interview (success!) and spent the evening with a friend Jacques, from france of course. And then when I got home I encountred not anger from my host mom but rather felt on the defensive nonetheless. I had ordered a christmas present from amazon and she subtley pointed out that they are their competitors (they run a book distributor) and then I explained what a great interview I had today and how I will probably take the Praktikum at this firm and she told me how much she disagrees with that the firm does. In a very nice and subtle way, but still. And then told me that her stepdaughter just had a miscarriage and her stepson got hurt on the job as a policeman. And i'm so sleepy. So I feel a bit defeated. Too tired to make any sort of decisions anyways, so i'll just let it sit. I was gonna go early to munich tomorrow to do more shopping but i think i'm just going to sleep till i wake up. have UWH at 9pm anyways and don't want to stay in the city for too long. zzzzzzzzzzzzz
i'm so tired. today i did a ridiculous amount of christmas shopping, had another interview (success!) and spent the evening with a friend Jacques, from france of course. And then when I got home I encountred not anger from my host mom but rather felt on the defensive nonetheless. I had ordered a christmas present from amazon and she subtley pointed out that they are their competitors (they run a book distributor) and then I explained what a great interview I had today and how I will probably take the Praktikum at this firm and she told me how much she disagrees with that the firm does. In a very nice and subtle way, but still. And then told me that her stepdaughter just had a miscarriage and her stepson got hurt on the job as a policeman. And i'm so sleepy. So I feel a bit defeated. Too tired to make any sort of decisions anyways, so i'll just let it sit. I was gonna go early to munich tomorrow to do more shopping but i think i'm just going to sleep till i wake up. have UWH at 9pm anyways and don't want to stay in the city for too long. zzzzzzzzzzzzz
Monday, December 19, 2005
a full day
1) ride into Münich to stay with Gregor
2) Wake up and go to interview #1 (job offer!)
3) head back to Gregor´s cause i´ve forgotten my laptop cord
4) head off to interview #2
5) get there, turn right around cause it´s the wrong address
6) head to correct address, have interview, get second job offer
7) head here, to the university computer lap. phew.
now i´m sleepy and considering not even staying in munich for language class...hmmmmmm
Sunday, December 18, 2005
Männer sind Schweine
Ja. That´s a song, Männer sind Schweine (men are pigs) and today I find it especially apt... I´ll leave it at that for now, suffice it to say my host mother is adorable and comforting.
And as further therapie I went with my host dad and Benni (dog) to the biggest sledding hill in Feldafing and met the coolest kids. Two hours of sledding, snowball fights with the 6-12 year olds...and then we built an igloo (my idea) and I fielded a number of questions including "do people live in skyscrapers in america?"
There´s no better therapie than kids when you realize that life is really not as complicated as you think. Not nearly. And then I came back and drank Glühwein with my host family and helped them stuff envelopes for christmas cards and downloaded vince guaraldi´s charlie brown christmas music for them to hear and recited the whole of "twas the night before christmas". It was wonderful.
Tomorrow I have two interviews for my praktikum and tonight I´m going to Munich to watch a movie with a friend and spend the night there. After tuesday I think i´ll become a semi-permanent feldafing resident for a while. It´s very cozy, white and christmasy here.
And as further therapie I went with my host dad and Benni (dog) to the biggest sledding hill in Feldafing and met the coolest kids. Two hours of sledding, snowball fights with the 6-12 year olds...and then we built an igloo (my idea) and I fielded a number of questions including "do people live in skyscrapers in america?"
There´s no better therapie than kids when you realize that life is really not as complicated as you think. Not nearly. And then I came back and drank Glühwein with my host family and helped them stuff envelopes for christmas cards and downloaded vince guaraldi´s charlie brown christmas music for them to hear and recited the whole of "twas the night before christmas". It was wonderful.
Tomorrow I have two interviews for my praktikum and tonight I´m going to Munich to watch a movie with a friend and spend the night there. After tuesday I think i´ll become a semi-permanent feldafing resident for a while. It´s very cozy, white and christmasy here.
Saturday, December 17, 2005
lalalalala, que viva la noche
my dream, to run down an airport runway with my arms stretched out like an airplane, just like Xavier in the final scene of L'Auberge Espagnole. Tonight I watched that movie for the 1000th time with James, my neighbor here in Feldafing (fellow american PPPler). It's still a fantastic movie.
My host mom had a bizarre social gathering this evening consisting of Feldafing
socialites and one ridiculous looking dog that my host mom (when the owner was gone) later called an "Ofenrohrputzburste" (basically, a chimney sweep). See photo.
The gathering itself was a bit long and the guests were nice but had some very interesting and adament attitudes about America that I expended a lot of energy fighting back. In general it was a nice evening, and then when they all left I sat around with James, my host mom and my host dad joking laughing and drinking wine. Compared with the guests of the evening, my host family is so laid-back and hilarious, it's wonderful.
Tomorrow we'll probably have a late Sunday breakfast and then I may be meeting a friend in town in the evening, but other than that my day is relatively unplanned. Things are slowly winding down, people are driving off to home--I still have some floppy loose ends, including the questions "where am I going (if anywhere) during my little winter break here?" and "what's my praktikum gonna be?" I have two more interviews on monday and one on wednesday, all of which sound promising and exciting, so I should have the answer to at least that second question fairly soon. As for traveling, i'm considering three options: 1) Visit my friend Juliette in Bordeaux, France 2) Go back to Padova and maybe explore some of Sudtirol 3) Do north Germany. We'll see what I have the time and money for in the end.
It's 3:45am and i'm sitting on the steps to the basement (where my room is) because I don't get a wireless signal down there. I've decided that it is so very often that I go to sleep at 4, 5, 6 or 7 that I'm basically on American time anyways. Some parts of home never leave...
My host mom had a bizarre social gathering this evening consisting of Feldafing
socialites and one ridiculous looking dog that my host mom (when the owner was gone) later called an "Ofenrohrputzburste" (basically, a chimney sweep). See photo.The gathering itself was a bit long and the guests were nice but had some very interesting and adament attitudes about America that I expended a lot of energy fighting back. In general it was a nice evening, and then when they all left I sat around with James, my host mom and my host dad joking laughing and drinking wine. Compared with the guests of the evening, my host family is so laid-back and hilarious, it's wonderful.
Tomorrow we'll probably have a late Sunday breakfast and then I may be meeting a friend in town in the evening, but other than that my day is relatively unplanned. Things are slowly winding down, people are driving off to home--I still have some floppy loose ends, including the questions "where am I going (if anywhere) during my little winter break here?" and "what's my praktikum gonna be?" I have two more interviews on monday and one on wednesday, all of which sound promising and exciting, so I should have the answer to at least that second question fairly soon. As for traveling, i'm considering three options: 1) Visit my friend Juliette in Bordeaux, France 2) Go back to Padova and maybe explore some of Sudtirol 3) Do north Germany. We'll see what I have the time and money for in the end.
It's 3:45am and i'm sitting on the steps to the basement (where my room is) because I don't get a wireless signal down there. I've decided that it is so very often that I go to sleep at 4, 5, 6 or 7 that I'm basically on American time anyways. Some parts of home never leave...
home for the holidays
actually, not really. But home as in host family home...but the weirdest part is that all my friends in Munich are heading home themselves. It feels weird to be left like this...
The past week has been filled with not very much productivity and a lot of parties. Last night was the final goodbye-before-xmas party. It was good but I think we could all use a bit of a break from these party-filled evenings. Or maybe it was just that the exact same group of people had been partying together until 5am the night before. I guess there is such a thing as too much of a good thing.
I think a lot of the new friendships I´m forming have reached a crossroads--either we remain casual acquaintences who wave to eachother on the street and dance at parties, or we start actually hanging out in normal settings. That´s the harder part, I guess...
Last night it snowed. It did not snow in Munich, just in Feldafing. Sometimes I find it hard to believe that I live within the reach of the public transit system, cause it often feels like I live in another country. The weather is different, and we regularly run into the mayor at the grocery store. But today is a really beautiful day, the sun is shining on the fresh snow, and I think it's time for me to start a nice, cozy, winter hibernation, build up my christmas spirit, and settle my brains for a long winter's nap...
The past week has been filled with not very much productivity and a lot of parties. Last night was the final goodbye-before-xmas party. It was good but I think we could all use a bit of a break from these party-filled evenings. Or maybe it was just that the exact same group of people had been partying together until 5am the night before. I guess there is such a thing as too much of a good thing.
I think a lot of the new friendships I´m forming have reached a crossroads--either we remain casual acquaintences who wave to eachother on the street and dance at parties, or we start actually hanging out in normal settings. That´s the harder part, I guess...
Last night it snowed. It did not snow in Munich, just in Feldafing. Sometimes I find it hard to believe that I live within the reach of the public transit system, cause it often feels like I live in another country. The weather is different, and we regularly run into the mayor at the grocery store. But today is a really beautiful day, the sun is shining on the fresh snow, and I think it's time for me to start a nice, cozy, winter hibernation, build up my christmas spirit, and settle my brains for a long winter's nap...
Friday, December 16, 2005
i love to dress up
I think I was the only person in costume, but when they say "woodstock party" i come dressed appropriately, aight? I brought bubble stuff with, however, and that was a big hit. Everyone's get a child within...
This picture is me with a group of people I really don't know. But they were fun.
Thursday, December 15, 2005
THERE ARE 50 STATES!!!!
bold the states you've been to, underline the states you've lived in and italicize the state you're in now...
Alabama / Alaska / Arizona / Arkansas / California / Colorado / Connecticut / Delaware / Florida / Georgia / Hawaii / Idaho / Illinois / Indiana / Iowa / Kansas / Kentucky / Louisiana / Maine / Maryland / Massachusetts / Michigan / Minnesota / Mississippi / Missouri / Montana / Nebraska / Nevada / New Hampshire / New Jersey / New Mexico / New York / North Carolina / North Dakota / Ohio / Oklahoma / Oregon / Pennsylvania / Rhode Island / South Carolina / South Dakota / Tennessee / Texas / Utah / Vermont / Virginia / Washington / West Virginia / Wisconsin / Wyoming / Washington D.C. /
Go HERE to have a form generate the HTML for you.
DO YOU KNOW THAT GERMANS DON'T KNOW HOW MANY STATES THERE ARE? AND WE GET CALLED IGNORANT...
Tuesday, December 13, 2005
america, shame on you
http://www.nytimes.com/2005/12/13/opinion/13tue1.html?hp
literally the first question I am asked when I say I want to work in the field of environmental protection is "why didn't america sign kyoto" And yeah, kyoto isn't perfect, but it's a matter of principle. I'm actually quite amazed how angry it makes people here. Well it makes me angry too. Read the above.
literally the first question I am asked when I say I want to work in the field of environmental protection is "why didn't america sign kyoto" And yeah, kyoto isn't perfect, but it's a matter of principle. I'm actually quite amazed how angry it makes people here. Well it makes me angry too. Read the above.
taking a cue from aaron
just wanted to pass along a few words of wisdom from aaron, a friend who is currently doing the peace corps in Mauritania:
What am I doing here? I’m living and working.
Is this a good use of my time? Of course not. Nothing happens efficiently in life.
Is this where I want to be? Who cares? I’m here, might as well enjoy it.
Where will it all lead? To its natural end.
It sounds perhaps a bit pessimistic, but I find it perfect. To read more about his adventures, look here: http://mauritania.sporadicism.net/
What am I doing here? I’m living and working.
Is this a good use of my time? Of course not. Nothing happens efficiently in life.
Is this where I want to be? Who cares? I’m here, might as well enjoy it.
Where will it all lead? To its natural end.
It sounds perhaps a bit pessimistic, but I find it perfect. To read more about his adventures, look here: http://mauritania.sporadicism.net/
testing the limits of sleeplessness
wow. I think I have perhaps never done so much and slept so little. Here's a wrap-up:
Friday--to bed at 2ish, up at 6 for interview. Interview went well, found out i'm going skiiing on saturday, into town to buy ski pants and and up going out with group of americans. home at 2
Saturday--up at 5 to meet Tobi and other friends to go skiiing in Austria. Drive to Austria (sleeping the whole way), rent skis, try to keep up with the pros and do alright, especially enjoy my two hour break playing with Elias, Tobi's 5 year old son. Here's the two of them:
Sunday--Well wait, we have to continue with saturday. At this point i'm completely exhausted. And then I realize I have to get up at 4 if I want to make the 6:30am train from Munich to Strassbourg for the Unterwasserhockey tournament. I'm sick of taking the early trains so I message Gregor to ask if I can sleep at his house in Munich. I go but there's a party for MESA staff so we go and end up staying till 5:00a,m. Head back to Gregor's, gather my stuff, head to the train. Meet Brummi, we both sleep the entire way (he was at skiiing the day before, too)
Sunday cont...--Play Unterwasserhockey, lose the first 4 games but win the last 11-0 (including a goal from me!!), get driven to Karlsruhe and hop the train back to Munich, home at 1. Sleeeeeeeeeeeep
Monday--BUT have to be at class at 10 which means getting up at 7:30 ughh th
e suburbs. Go to class, find out I didn't get my internship, break down from exhaustion and disappointment and cry (for the first time in three months though...that's better than at home!). Decide to give up on the day, get comforted by my host mom and sleep for three hours. Eat dinner, back to bed...12 more hours of sleep and here I am at the breakfast table, I THINK back in the real world. Today I've got nothing to do but go to Tollwood Christmas festival with the Unterwasserhockeyteam. Here's a (fuzzy) photo of those at the Strassbourg tournament:
Friday--to bed at 2ish, up at 6 for interview. Interview went well, found out i'm going skiiing on saturday, into town to buy ski pants and and up going out with group of americans. home at 2
Saturday--up at 5 to meet Tobi and other friends to go skiiing in Austria. Drive to Austria (sleeping the whole way), rent skis, try to keep up with the pros and do alright, especially enjoy my two hour break playing with Elias, Tobi's 5 year old son. Here's the two of them:
Sunday--Well wait, we have to continue with saturday. At this point i'm completely exhausted. And then I realize I have to get up at 4 if I want to make the 6:30am train from Munich to Strassbourg for the Unterwasserhockey tournament. I'm sick of taking the early trains so I message Gregor to ask if I can sleep at his house in Munich. I go but there's a party for MESA staff so we go and end up staying till 5:00a,m. Head back to Gregor's, gather my stuff, head to the train. Meet Brummi, we both sleep the entire way (he was at skiiing the day before, too)
Sunday cont...--Play Unterwasserhockey, lose the first 4 games but win the last 11-0 (including a goal from me!!), get driven to Karlsruhe and hop the train back to Munich, home at 1. Sleeeeeeeeeeeep
Monday--BUT have to be at class at 10 which means getting up at 7:30 ughh th
e suburbs. Go to class, find out I didn't get my internship, break down from exhaustion and disappointment and cry (for the first time in three months though...that's better than at home!). Decide to give up on the day, get comforted by my host mom and sleep for three hours. Eat dinner, back to bed...12 more hours of sleep and here I am at the breakfast table, I THINK back in the real world. Today I've got nothing to do but go to Tollwood Christmas festival with the Unterwasserhockeyteam. Here's a (fuzzy) photo of those at the Strassbourg tournament:
Saturday, December 10, 2005
skiing is so beautiful
that's me! skiiing. a spontaneous action but a good choice. Tomorrow i'm going to Strasbourg, France to play unterwasserhockey...there are back in one day. Aye...I will sleep a lot on the train. I'm so tired that i've decided that the best way to make my 6:30am train is to go into Munich to a party so I can sleep at a friend's. Then it's off we go... 
Thursday, December 8, 2005
wolpertinger
so i have an interview for my praktikum this morning. we'll see how that goes!
My host mom is amazing. She sent me an email last night with this picture, and the following text:
...das ist zum Beispiel ein Unterwasserhockeywolpertinger (mit Schwimmflossen)
(translation: this, for example, is an underwaterhockey wolpertinger with flippers)
HAHAHAHAHAHA
HAHAHAHAHAHA
Tuesday, December 6, 2005
me, vincent, jacques, caro
i have never been this cold in my life. well actually this picture was taken after drinking three gluhweins. so i'm a bit warmer. but it's still cold. you can see the nutcracker guy behind us, this is at the christmas market in dresden. now i'm going to bed....enough posting for today =)
Monday, December 5, 2005
east german bliss
this weekend was the much awaited trip to Dresden. There was much excitement surrounding this trip because after the amazing fun of the hut weekend in the Alps, I of course wanted to go on the very next trip with this group of people. But they got over 80 applications for 35 spots and, alas, I was not one of the chosen ones. But through a series of shenanigans, a friend Vincent who was also on the hut weekend convinced the president to let us on. Don´t ask me how, but i was certainly grateful. At any rate we took off Friday morning very early (7am).
I nearly missed the trip perhaps three times... the first being my impression that the trip left at 7pm instead of am. Thankfully I spent the evening with one of the trip organizers on Wednesday and he clarified my misconception. The second near miss was the (perhaps unadvisable) decision to go to the infamously life corrupting international student party on thursday night. This party is like a sandtrap. I literally seem to find it impossible to leave without either missing the last train, becoming incredibly intoxicated, engaging in otherwise unadvisable behavior, or all of the above. So you could say that it was clearly unadvisable to go there when I needed to do none of the above, most namely miss the last train, because to be back at the university at 7 with all my luggage, i would most certainly not make it starting home at 5:30am (its at least a 2 hour roundtrip). But I had spent the afternoon baking christmas cookies with Christy (another american participant who lives in my town) and the aupair from Poland who also lives with her. And it just so happened that it was her exact one year anniversary in germany! And one just doesnt not celebrate that. So I picked up a bottle of Sekt (german champagne) and we drank it on the train to Munich. The plan was to go very early to the party and leave no later than midnight to catch the last train, but more probably around 11. When we got to the party at 9:30, it was practically, and we drank our (complimentary for early birds) Glühwein in peace and conversation, punctuated by a funny interview by the Süddeutschezeitung (big newspaper of southern germany). But somewhere around 11, and this is what always seems to happen to me, a threshhold was reached and people started pouring into the party. This coincided with us reaching a particular point of intoxication. We were just starting to have fun! I managed to tear myself away at 12 but Christy and Magiana decided to stay the night...and off I ran. But it took forever for my subway to come so by the time I got to my tranfer station I had exactly two minutes to make the transfer. So I ran, as fast as possible, and made the train by exactly one minute. Phew.
And then there was the morning. I woke up at the absurd hour of 445 to finish packing and make my 548 train. Late as always i rushed out of the house at 543ish with all my luggage, tried to shove it in my bike basket, couldnt, so rode clumsily and dangerously down the hill in the dark icy morning. And just as I was pulling into the parking lot....hisssss....my train. At this point I knew I had no chance...I still had to lock my bike, unload my luggage and cross the tunnel under the tracks. The train stays for about 30 seconds. Scheisse. I knew this wasnt the end of the world, there was another train in 20 minutes and that would get me there most probably 3 or 4 minutes late, and knowing that about 1/4 of the people on this trip were italian...i probably wasnt going to be the only one =) But it still meant i had to freeze for 20 minutes, mad at myself.
In the end, I made it. The busride was full of cheer, and we reached the city well rested after a 6 hour ride. And the thermometer in the bus said it was 8 degrees celsius out! Heat wave! But as we soon discovered during our city tour....it was unreasonably cold. Noone could explain why, but we all attested to the fact that we were colder than wed ever been in our whole life. The long and painful tour ended at the christmas market, which still didnt provide any indoor cover but offered plenty of Glühwein. A new friend Jaques and I drank three. It was wonderful, never have I felt more relieved to be warmer. And then we all went back and napped at the hostel. At ten we were loudly awoken and we all boarded a tram for the dresden international student party. The evening was full of dancing and general cheer. And the busride home was full of singing. A general good time.
The next day the weather had not improved. It was raining, but nonetheless we all trepped 5 kilometers (should have been three but 2 were 1 kilometer in the wrong direction, 1 back) to the city center to see...the world´s biggest christmas stollen!! Apparently it is a Dresden tradition to back a gigantic christmas stollen, parade it through the city to the christmas market, and have a bizarre fake medievel ceremony presenting it. it was thrilling. Then we wanted to split into two groups to go to either the main museum or to so-called "deutsches hygenie museum" I know, it sounds ridiculous, but i had read about it and i really wanted to go and so did one other person. that was all. so michl and I schlepped through the rain for 20 minutes, finally entering a rather sober looking grey building. But it was warm inside, and in the end, despite my quite brutal assumedly post too much glühwein headache, we spent a joyous 4 hours persusing an intriguing and endlessly entertaining collection of old DDR medical instruments, interactive activities to test your own abilities at various tasks, insect collections, morbidly fascinating clay models of different skin diseases, and a particularlz tasteful and artfully risque room about sex and sexuality. A fantastic decision.
And then the evening...a failed attempt at a pub crawl (an impossibility with 40 people, no?) ending at a club called flower power, which played a fantastic selection of oldies who no one liked but me and one of the staff members from dresden. So we danced the night away and although the evening wasn´t spent with really anyone from munich, it was fantastic nonetheless.
In the morning we all boarded the bus and headed to "Sächische Schweiz National Park" to see some really cool rockformations that looked somewhat like bryce canyon, hiked up to a castle ruin with an impressive view of the Elba, and froze our feet off. I am never wearing converses again in the cold, despite the admiration it earned me from my hipsterish friend from the previous night. And then we went home...and on the bus I endured much teasing about my lack of presence the previous night and we watched Speed. Which is a terrible movie but funny to watch on a bus. And then we were so tired, but it was such a good trip. It´s nice to have friends, it really is. Oh, and Dresden is a fantastic city! beautiful, just the right size...i think i want to live there next. we´ll see what i can do.
and now, i have language class. bye!
ill put some pictures from the trip up when i get a chance
I nearly missed the trip perhaps three times... the first being my impression that the trip left at 7pm instead of am. Thankfully I spent the evening with one of the trip organizers on Wednesday and he clarified my misconception. The second near miss was the (perhaps unadvisable) decision to go to the infamously life corrupting international student party on thursday night. This party is like a sandtrap. I literally seem to find it impossible to leave without either missing the last train, becoming incredibly intoxicated, engaging in otherwise unadvisable behavior, or all of the above. So you could say that it was clearly unadvisable to go there when I needed to do none of the above, most namely miss the last train, because to be back at the university at 7 with all my luggage, i would most certainly not make it starting home at 5:30am (its at least a 2 hour roundtrip). But I had spent the afternoon baking christmas cookies with Christy (another american participant who lives in my town) and the aupair from Poland who also lives with her. And it just so happened that it was her exact one year anniversary in germany! And one just doesnt not celebrate that. So I picked up a bottle of Sekt (german champagne) and we drank it on the train to Munich. The plan was to go very early to the party and leave no later than midnight to catch the last train, but more probably around 11. When we got to the party at 9:30, it was practically, and we drank our (complimentary for early birds) Glühwein in peace and conversation, punctuated by a funny interview by the Süddeutschezeitung (big newspaper of southern germany). But somewhere around 11, and this is what always seems to happen to me, a threshhold was reached and people started pouring into the party. This coincided with us reaching a particular point of intoxication. We were just starting to have fun! I managed to tear myself away at 12 but Christy and Magiana decided to stay the night...and off I ran. But it took forever for my subway to come so by the time I got to my tranfer station I had exactly two minutes to make the transfer. So I ran, as fast as possible, and made the train by exactly one minute. Phew.
And then there was the morning. I woke up at the absurd hour of 445 to finish packing and make my 548 train. Late as always i rushed out of the house at 543ish with all my luggage, tried to shove it in my bike basket, couldnt, so rode clumsily and dangerously down the hill in the dark icy morning. And just as I was pulling into the parking lot....hisssss....my train. At this point I knew I had no chance...I still had to lock my bike, unload my luggage and cross the tunnel under the tracks. The train stays for about 30 seconds. Scheisse. I knew this wasnt the end of the world, there was another train in 20 minutes and that would get me there most probably 3 or 4 minutes late, and knowing that about 1/4 of the people on this trip were italian...i probably wasnt going to be the only one =) But it still meant i had to freeze for 20 minutes, mad at myself.
In the end, I made it. The busride was full of cheer, and we reached the city well rested after a 6 hour ride. And the thermometer in the bus said it was 8 degrees celsius out! Heat wave! But as we soon discovered during our city tour....it was unreasonably cold. Noone could explain why, but we all attested to the fact that we were colder than wed ever been in our whole life. The long and painful tour ended at the christmas market, which still didnt provide any indoor cover but offered plenty of Glühwein. A new friend Jaques and I drank three. It was wonderful, never have I felt more relieved to be warmer. And then we all went back and napped at the hostel. At ten we were loudly awoken and we all boarded a tram for the dresden international student party. The evening was full of dancing and general cheer. And the busride home was full of singing. A general good time.
The next day the weather had not improved. It was raining, but nonetheless we all trepped 5 kilometers (should have been three but 2 were 1 kilometer in the wrong direction, 1 back) to the city center to see...the world´s biggest christmas stollen!! Apparently it is a Dresden tradition to back a gigantic christmas stollen, parade it through the city to the christmas market, and have a bizarre fake medievel ceremony presenting it. it was thrilling. Then we wanted to split into two groups to go to either the main museum or to so-called "deutsches hygenie museum" I know, it sounds ridiculous, but i had read about it and i really wanted to go and so did one other person. that was all. so michl and I schlepped through the rain for 20 minutes, finally entering a rather sober looking grey building. But it was warm inside, and in the end, despite my quite brutal assumedly post too much glühwein headache, we spent a joyous 4 hours persusing an intriguing and endlessly entertaining collection of old DDR medical instruments, interactive activities to test your own abilities at various tasks, insect collections, morbidly fascinating clay models of different skin diseases, and a particularlz tasteful and artfully risque room about sex and sexuality. A fantastic decision.
And then the evening...a failed attempt at a pub crawl (an impossibility with 40 people, no?) ending at a club called flower power, which played a fantastic selection of oldies who no one liked but me and one of the staff members from dresden. So we danced the night away and although the evening wasn´t spent with really anyone from munich, it was fantastic nonetheless.
In the morning we all boarded the bus and headed to "Sächische Schweiz National Park" to see some really cool rockformations that looked somewhat like bryce canyon, hiked up to a castle ruin with an impressive view of the Elba, and froze our feet off. I am never wearing converses again in the cold, despite the admiration it earned me from my hipsterish friend from the previous night. And then we went home...and on the bus I endured much teasing about my lack of presence the previous night and we watched Speed. Which is a terrible movie but funny to watch on a bus. And then we were so tired, but it was such a good trip. It´s nice to have friends, it really is. Oh, and Dresden is a fantastic city! beautiful, just the right size...i think i want to live there next. we´ll see what i can do.
and now, i have language class. bye!
ill put some pictures from the trip up when i get a chance
minty eyes and other homeopathic remedies
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last night my host mom gave me some herbal remedies for my cough that i can´t seem to kick. First of all I should add that I am continually amazed at the incredible concern most europeans show at the sign of a nasty sounding cough. In Italy I was stopped on the street and told to go directly to the doctors if I coughed in public. At any rate, I appreciated the remedies provided by Sigrid, which included tea tree oil salve and some other minty oil thing that you drink. So I smothered myself with the salve, drank a drop of the oil, and fell into bed in a minty herby tingly tired from my trip to Dresden (more on that later) daze. Just before I drifted off, I did something incredibly stupid. I rubbed my eye. ahhhhhhh. Tingly minty breath is nice, as is tingly minty hair or even hands or feet I guess but tingly minty eye is not. If I kept it closed it tingled, if i opened it i got that drastic cold sensation you get on your tounge from eating five altoids at once. I was too tired to get up and rinse my eye out, so i eventually drifted off to sleep, considering the whole time the possible side effects of my eyefreshening mistake. aye aye aye (haha!)
last night my host mom gave me some herbal remedies for my cough that i can´t seem to kick. First of all I should add that I am continually amazed at the incredible concern most europeans show at the sign of a nasty sounding cough. In Italy I was stopped on the street and told to go directly to the doctors if I coughed in public. At any rate, I appreciated the remedies provided by Sigrid, which included tea tree oil salve and some other minty oil thing that you drink. So I smothered myself with the salve, drank a drop of the oil, and fell into bed in a minty herby tingly tired from my trip to Dresden (more on that later) daze. Just before I drifted off, I did something incredibly stupid. I rubbed my eye. ahhhhhhh. Tingly minty breath is nice, as is tingly minty hair or even hands or feet I guess but tingly minty eye is not. If I kept it closed it tingled, if i opened it i got that drastic cold sensation you get on your tounge from eating five altoids at once. I was too tired to get up and rinse my eye out, so i eventually drifted off to sleep, considering the whole time the possible side effects of my eyefreshening mistake. aye aye aye (haha!)
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