American Night

    I have been wanting to make my Hosts some American food lately, so I finally was able to last night! I made Macaroni and Cheese, and BLT's. I was really surprised that they didn't have either here. They are definitely some of my favorite foods. The only problem, I hadn't made homemade Mac & Cheese since I was about 11. I almost ruined it creating the sauce with the flour and milk. It was getting really clumpy, and definitely not the texture I had hoped for. Because I didn't know where anything was in the kitchen, I asked lots of questions. Asking these questions, made me look like I had no idea what I was doing. So the combination of me freaking out about the sauce, and looking clueless I think worried them about there dinner...However, In the end it was really tasty!

    

School

At this point, I have just completed my first week of school, overall it went well. I was put in a classroom with 14 aged students, but luckily I was able to have my class switched to students my age. I will start the new class schedule on Monday, so wish me luck. It will be like school beginning all over again.

I have noticed school here is very different. If a teacher can not make it to teach the class, the class will be canceled. I find it to be a lot like a college atmosphere here. You can come in and out of the building as you please, and students are very relaxed about schedules. It is really nice! My school is not your typical school...there have been so many students who have gone on an exchange. It is very nice because exchange students have a like atmosphere about themselves, but it is hard because the attitude is "Been there, done that" with meeting new people. 

I bet you will never guess who is the best in English class...ME. It is definitely my favorite class of the day. It is the only class I am allowed to speak English to the teacher, and I am constantly asked questions. They have me write down what is said in class on the board for students to write down notes, and at first I didn't know why it was me. Then I realized that I would have the correct spelling. It is all together really fun!

Everything is going great here, I hope all is well wherever you may be. xoxo

BREAD

Hello Everyone! At this point I have been in Deutschland for about 1 and a half weeks. All has been going well. The first thing I want to tell you all about, is there food (IT IS SO DIFFERENT).  My diet mainly consists of Bread! They have bakeries all over, and bread is consumed at a shocking rate. There is usually bread with dinner, bread for lunch, and sometimes, bread for breakfast.  At school during lunch time, you can see students carrying  around brown paper bags of just bread. It is so crazy to me.They eat little loafs, and sometimes they do not put spreads on it. I have been on a bit of a bread overload, and I cant do it anymore! I don't know how they do it.

The next most consumed food, is chocolate! There is really so much chocolate here. They have cakes, cookies, bars of chocolate, and of course Nutella. I have found that I really like the chocolate bar Milka. I don't know what is in it, but its very addictive. It reminds me a lot of Wonka bars that you would see in Charlie and the chocolate factory. I have decided I need to stop eating it, because I will get fat (its just too good.)

   








There is more to come later, but for now I must run to the fitness Club to sign up for a sport.
( I havent decided yet and I must know in 10 min. Wish me luck!)

The adventure, and on my way.

Hallo! Yesterday, I got here in Germany. The entire journey was quite an adventure. I flew out of Fort Wayne, then went to Detroit. Along with me I had a very heavy backpack, and my guitar. Luckily, this backpack had a thing where you could pull it.The backpack counted as my "personal item", but I had to practically sneak it in because it was so heavy. As I boarded my first plane, I sat down in the first row. I tried to get my backpack to the overhead compartment, but it was so large it would not fit! I was afraid that they were going to charge me and make it a checked bag. I used my "baby eyes" and asked the flight attendant to get it up in the compartment. He rolled his eyes and tried to lift that heavy bag, but it did NOT fit. He gave me a tag to have it checked below...FOR FREE. I tell ya those eyes work magic. The initial flight to Detroit was only 26 minutes, but in all it took about 40-50 minutes to actually get out in and out of the airport.

After I arrived in Detroit, I had to wait for my checked bags, but finally I received them.As I walked off of the gate, I couldn't but help feel so thankful for that "pully thing". Hmm...but suddenly I could feel my hopes and dreams crushed. BY A BROKEN PULLY THING. The bag was so heavy that the pully could not do its job. It felt like a loose tooth, and from then on I dread having to carry it.As I tried to fix it, I set my phone on this table. I looked over to where I put it and noticed that I was not close enough to it that someone could just snag it. Thats when I realized I had the judgment of a 5 year old in such a weird emotional state. I ran over got my phone and resorted to carrying the pack.

My ticket had no specific gate on it, so I ended up asking this woman where I would end up going.She didn't really seem to end up being the person who knew her right or left, so instead she pointed different which ways and I ended up going the right direction, perhaps.So I ended up in this "mystical hallway" I remember my grandma talking about. It had so many fun colored lights, but the colors would drop to dark very quickly that ended up making me a bit dizzy. YEP. You guessed it right, I then entered the the twilight zone.

I came out in this large gate area, and had the choice of left or right, so I just went right and hoped I wouldn't end up utterly lost.I came to the point where I had to ask some woman at a random gate
what my gate was exactly called. She came across a bit sassy. Or that perhaps she just hated her job. After I asked her she said absolutely nothing. Like she didn't hear me, or like if she just ignored me..maybe I would go away. But I just stood there and looked her dead in the eye, and then she finally looked up the info. So, I was off to my gate, but she yelled to me minutes later, that I was going the wrong way. So now, I was off to my gate. I finally found the number,and thank goodness for those blazers, I finally found my way to the other students.

There were about 4 students there, and we got to some nice small talk. I figured then would be a good time to give my family a call. So I reached for my phone. Ohhh but that's right  I HAD ENTERED THE TWILIGHT ZONE. My phone was no where to be seen. That's when I had to go through everything. But no phone.I then tried calling it with another students phone , but it was absolutely not with me.  I know I was warned about pick pockets in Europe, but in Detroit?! Come on. So I had to leave all my luggage with these students I had known for 5 minutes, to find that phone. Definitely the utter disappointment of my day. But what was even worse, going back to that woman.

I hunted her down, but she was carrying a long conversation with some foreign woman. That's when I looked down and noticed that I dropped my rotary name tag there. Oh great I thought, what else have I dropped. This lady made me stand in line for quite a while, until the point where I didn't know if I should just interrupt her or get on my way looking somewhere else. Finally I just interrupted her, and after interrogating me on what it looked like. SHE HAD IT! Here is a shutout to my guardian angel, for watching my back.

After my long journey, I finally made it! To Amsterdam, and then to Hamburg thank goodness I stumbled upon the correct transport. I was fed 3 breakfasts that day, but all in all it was quite an adventure. So far my host family has been wonderful, and I really have enjoyed the food so far (I must add not the liver paste ).  God bless you all for your prayers. Until my next adventure! xoxo



The Mystical Hallway            The view to Detroit


My First photo in Europe

Some fellow Travelers

    
                                           The first view of Germany
On the way to Hamburg


We were all so tired we thought this was hilarious