Well hello everyone. Turns out that I made it and the Hunn Invasion is now at full force.
I made it
all the way across
America's loneliest road and
all the way through an incredibly fun week for my sister's wedding and
all the way into the eastern hemisphere. I made it
all the way to Germany!
I know there's a lot to say.
But for now, since I have to go traipse about town with Paul in about ten minutes looking at another apartment, I'm bringing you a few of the doors of Borwinstrasse (Bor-Vin-Strah-Suh), or Borwin Street.
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| Can you see me reflected in one ? |
We're living here on Borwinstrasse right now, down the street from the Church of the Holy Spirit.
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The Church of the Holy Spirit on Borwinstrasse...
and my knitted traveling gnome (thanks South Slough co-workers!) |
My first morning in Germany I woke up hearing church bells. It was a rather nice way to wake up, next to Paul, up in our little garret, hearing church bells, half of my body stuck in between our mattresses**, and me thinking/mumbling
WHERE AM I WHERE AM I WHERE AM I!!!!!?????
Those first two seconds were a little stressful and panicked.
But since then, Germany has been treating me pretty well. I've already taught two English classes to varying success (more on this later). Yesterday I enrolled in the university's German as a Second Language course (more on this later). I've been to the foreigner's office to get my "Don't Deport Me, I'm Perfectly Legal" card. I've even opened a bank account (more on these things later)!
All in all, it's been a pretty great week here on Borwinstrasse. Wish you were here!
**So, it's pretty much impossible to find a queen or even a full-sized mattress here. Instead, what happens is you buy a queen-sized bed frame and then put two twin-sized mattresses on and wedged into it, next to each other. This can lead to a sort of "Black crack of Calcutta" problem when you somehow manage to wedge half your body down between the mattresses during the night.