Frühling liegt in der Luft

SPRING IS IN THE AIR!

The best thing about making the decision to come to Germany rather than stay in the U.S. this past year was AVOIDING THE DAMNED POLAR VORTEX. Like seriously, did that Snow Queen from Frozen get pissed off at 3/4ths of the U.S.? Even Birmingham, Alabama (which by the way only gets inches of snow ONCE every 5-10 years) was COVERED in sheets of ice for like a WEEK. People were scrambling throughout the city TRAPPED in their cars on the interstate, forced to spend the night in stores, malls, etc. There were even several kids and teachers trapped at school.

And for those of you who were continously saying "that's what you call snow? that's nothing." No one is talking to you, so be quiet. If you're used to waist deep snow and Artic Circle weather on a regular basis, then no doubt what the Southern region of the U.S. went through was nothing, but we don't have salt/sand trucks, snow plows, etc. We hardly EVER get real snow. Just snow of the nonsticking variety, light ice, or flurries.

Bottom Line: The South just isn't prepared for snow. 

As the first day of Spring slowly approached (this was back in late March) I took it upon myself to get out of little ol' Reutlingen and venture to Stuttgart.

It was a Saturday which is the best and worst day of the week in ALL of Germany. Let me explain. Generally, stores and shops in Deutschland close around 8:00pm on the dot (with the exception of a few grocery stores that stay open until maybe 10pm or midnight). To make matters worse: NOTHING is open on Sundays except for gas stations and certain restaurants.With that being said, if you're like me and work ridiculously long hours and still need time for the gym it's hard to work shopping into your schedule (or maybe I'm just a bad scheduler).

Nonetheless, on Saturdays my day is filled with running errands around the city, shopping, markets, flohmarkts and still have time to enjoy your saturday. Things closing by 8pm can such a nuisance when you're coming from a everything-open-24/7 kind of lifestyle.

The local fresh market in Stuttgart, contains the freshest grown produce (both Bio- and Organic).  

I once thought these were a myth, Weiß Spargel (White Asparagus). I'm told that they taste just like regular green asparagus, but at 3 small baby bundles for 10€.... I'll never find out.

A view right outside the Stuttgart Neues Schloß. 

Front view of the Schloß (castle)

On my way to the Flohmarkt (Flea market)!

A day of shopping and soaking up the sun (I'm about 3 shades darker now), I headed back to Reutlingen, utilized what remains of my gym membership and relaxed with some good movies.



I get asked a lot "what are they feeding you over there?" So to answer that I did what Americans do and took a gracious photo of my food before actually praying or eating it. Below is what a typical lunch for me is like at my Praktikum with Bosch. It's crazy how much Germans eat just for LUNCH. This would be considered a soul food sunday dinner back home.

Kassler (salted/cured pork), Kartoffel Püree mit sahne, Sauerkraut, und whatever the word for "french style green beans" are in German. 

At this point in time it was early April. Just a few sweet days before my 23rd birthday (April 7th). Another friend and participant in the program, Chelsea, had her birthday on the 6th, so we decided to bring some friends together  from München and have a little BBQ near the beach. Chelsea lives in Ulm which is right on the edge of Bayern so after work on that Friday, I took a quick train to her small little village right outside of Ulm called Jettingen, got settled, and planned out our weekend. This of course involved a trip back to Tegernsee!

such a cloudy day and just a bit chilly in Tegernsee

the goods: buttcracks and loads of snacks

Laura (on left) wondering why is the Jim Bean almost halfway gone?

A German Coworker of Chelsea's(left) and Ryan(right) with his goofy (and by goofy I mean normal) face.

on the beach.
FYI: that super small silver pan near the blue beer crate is our "grill"

my fellow Aries buddy and birthday girl Chelsea, she's been growing that mustache for years.

"ECHT!!!??" KC's reaction after realzing Chelsea's mustache was in fact fake :/

good vibrations

Andechs Bier brought by Ryan, his praktikum/internship is in a Brauerei (brewery) in München so he gets free beer which lead to a series of drunken events.

Me:"I think these Biers are starting to kick in.... I feel very warm"

#Selfie ft. lips

#Selfie ft. seductive looks

#Selfie ft. Veronica's beautiful smile

We only spent the day there, but it was incredible. I'm actually surprised at how fast the day went. Once we got back to Chelsea's,  we danced and talked and laughed and ateeee and watched various episodes of Parks & Rec.

In Germany  (for whatever reason) it is custom to invite others to your birthday party to celebrate it with you, rather than having one thrown for you. I believe it is seen as a more intimate occasion.

Still a bit confused? I'll break it down like this. The person who's birthday it is, is required to do all the cooking, baking, and preparation. That means bringing or preparing cakes, cookies, drinks, and everything else for your guests. Prior to leaving for Tegernsee, I sent out an invitation email to everyone in the office so they could celebrate my birthday in the office with me on that Monday. I decided to bring a cake and cookies and other things that Germans could possibly enjoy.

A commonly made baked dish is a Käsekuchen or cheesecake. It's a lot different from the traditonal American cheesecake where there is loads of cream cheese and sourcream. In fact I don't think that a käsekuchen has any cheese in it at all and it does not even have to be kept cold. As you can see below.

an example of a traditional German käsekuchen

Nevertheless, I decided to make what I know as a cheesecake: with Philadelphia cream cheese, sour cream, and a graham cracker crust.

my very first attempt at making a cheesecake from scratch!

I also made Nutella cookies and brought in drinks and such. It turned out pretty well. I could tell my coworkers were not accustomed to an American style "Käsekuchen". One of the comments I received was that the cake tasted "very rich". No one got sick so I guess I made it through the clear. Since my birthday was on a Monday and I have done so much already I figured that I should just work rather than taking the day off. these projects are going to finish themselves!


Another fun fact that I recently learned is that in the Spring, when it is time for the clocks to spring forward, in Germany, it occurs about 2-3 weeks AFTER it has already occurred in the U.S. Weird huh?

As of right now, the weather is even warmer than before so there's been more cyclers, runners, and super old people with their walking sticks out and about enjoying the sun and I don't blame them.

Spring is in the air. Flowers are blooming. Bees are buzzing. So you should be reading this post outside instead of indoors!

Bis nächstes mal!

Through Beyoncé, All Things Are Possible

It's been awhile since I've kept this blog updated. Sue me.

Last I left off I was returning from a weekend trip to München and a mountain hike through Tegernsee. A couple weeks later I ventured back to Köln for a celebration that takes place every year where everyone dresses up in costume and goes out in the streets drinking and celebrating the city and it's history.

Known to everyone in Germany as KÖLNER KARNEVAL!

It was such a wild and wonderful time, and over half of the other participants made their way from all over Deutschland so a lot of us got to meet up, hang out, and partaaayyyyy.

Karneval Kandids.  From Left to Right: Andrew, Andrew, Erin, Me, Bri.

I wanted to invest in a costume as it is supposedly required, but this trip was impromptu and it was FREEZING. So I just sought it better to steal KC's wig.

my costume, rocking the #TeamNatural fro

large crowd filled with festive Germans... thats the Köln emblem tattooed on my forehead..

Angela Merkel aka Buzz Lightyear and Germany doing a parody of NSA with "Yes We Scan" were the main headliners during the parade, but here's a collage (stolen from Nancy's blog)

One thing about festivals in Germany is that when you go out to bars and clubs during that time, the only music they tend to play is traditional German "folk" music local to the city itself. Which..... what? gross. I came to DANCE AND MOVE. Of course I'm not a local, so I wasn't expecting to be standing against the wall looking like...

Overall it was an awesome time you can see a clip from a band playing the Main train station here. the parades that followed that Sunday/Monday were incredible. And LISTEN... the people marching threw candy, boxes of chocolate, sponges (I grabbed a few), packets of tissue, popcorn, and more candy. I can't even lie I straight up elbowed someone's Oma (Grandma) multiple times to get the good stuff. 

Only two weeks after an amazing weekend in Köln. I was RIGHT back in Köln for the one and only... Beyonce. I originally bought my ticket in December and it was only 90€ for Innenraumplatz! (Innenraumplatz is the general admission standing area i.e. close to the stage). A ticket like this in the U.S. would cost me hundreds of dollars so I took advantage of this once in a lifetime opportunity to see her perform her HITS!

Welcome Sign for Mrs. Carter. :)

Nancy and I standing in line waiting 2.5 hrs for the doors to open

So many people here to see Bey! The Beyhive was camped out along the sides of the buildings with their sleeping bags. I could NEVER.

the anticipation....

The hairflip.

I'm certain this was right before she walked passed me and nearly graced me with a touch of her hand.... LOVE THAT WOMAN!

For some of my friends who asked how close to the stage I was to her... catch a glimpse at one of the vids I made -> here.

random candids with cute strangers.

ALL the Single Ladies!

Truly a once in a lifetime experience that I know for sure would not have happened if I had not taken the leap of faith and made the decision to come to Germany. I've had a few rough patches here and there, but the good has heavily outweighed the bad and everything seems to slowly but surely work in my favor.

 I intend on enjoying every minute of it.

This was well over 2 months ago and my ears still ring from those 'Drunk In Love' high notes. Faint memories of that ***Flawless weekend in Frankfurt, how over the years people that once played important roles in my life could treat me like shit, but still have the crazy notion that they were"Irreplaceable". Just goes to show that sometimes, in the end you just have "Me, Myself, and I".

Bis nächstes mal!

NaeNae, willst du ein Schneemann bauen?

This past weekend was needed. It felt good to take a break from the typical routine. I had almost forgotten what being back in the working world was like. After work last Friday, I took a trip to München (Munich), which is in the German state of Bayern. Of course Munich is famous worldwide for one of the biggest beer drinking festivals in the world a.k.a. Oktoberfest! The last time I was in Munich was to experience Oktoberfest, if you haven't read back that far click here.  

This time it was to visit some participants who live in the area. Which is all I seem to do as of late. Although I will say this, one upside of living in Reutlingen is if I do want to travel somewhere it wouldn't take no more than 3hrs in whatever direction I go in. Saarbrücken, Munich, Strasbourg France, Switzerland, Radolfzell am Bodensee, Köln, Frankfurt, etc. All have been less than 3hrs of traveling by train, which is helpful when you want to make the most out of your weekend. Unless of course you happen to be traveling to East Bumblef*ck (I'm talking about you Czech Republic). 

Anyway, I met up with two PPP'rs,  at the main train station.

S-Bahn selfies with Haley and KC

That night me and KC kicked it at this super chill gay bar, had a couple drinks, and chatted. It felt great to just relax and not think about the last couple of week's series of unfortunate events. Afterwards we grabbed some food, and then some random lady handed me a little blue modern day Bible (in English at that!) I guess I looked like I could use the good word. The plan for that weekend was to go hiking in Tegernsee. Tegernsee is a beautiful town just an hour South from Munich and very close to the border of Austria. It's so cool how all these countries border Germany and it takes a lot less time to get to them. For instance it takes about 8hrs to drive from from Mobile, AL to Huntsville, AL. 8 WHOLE HOURS! In that amount of time you could be in the Czech Republic. or halfway across France. or actually from here where I live in Baden-Württemberg you could  drive from my dorm to Florence, Italy in 7hrs!

We woke up around 9am that morning and met up with Haley at the station after a slight train delay, a poop filled train car, and me "accidentally" leaving that little Bible on the train we arrived to this gorgeous view!

At the base, isnt the view purrty? (photocreds go to: KC Fong)

hunched over, struggling to make it up the mountain. I wonder what being in shape feels like?

Kandids with KC

total postcard  moment"Wish you were here"! (photocreds go to: KC Fong)

So I'll be the first to admit that I have a bittersweet feeling towards rachet behavior and I've noticed it's just gotten more intense in the U.S. over the past 7 months. A few months ago I was introduced to the "Nae nae" dance and definitely wasn't feeling it. Because, lesbehonest.. It looks a hot mess. But hey, opinions change.

YAAAHHHHHHHH

So on the way up the mountain I showed Haley and KC how to do it and we literally danced our to the top (well more me and kc, haley wasn't really feeling it).

The farther up we got, the more snow started to appear. We began this trek breaking a sweat, but the weather kept changing as we proceeded onward and upward. There was almost like a cutoff point to where things stopped melting and began to freeze over. This was my first time climbing a snow covered mountain EVER so it took a minute for me to get adjusted. Imagine being on the verge of having a heatstroke, then 10 minutes later you're shivering and wishing a nice cup of hot chocolate would fall out of the sky (with a little parachute attached of course; otherwise that would be rather unpleasant if you happened to look up as it came crashing down).

 I'd say after about an hour or less, we made it to the top switched into tourist mode.

Strike a pose.  (photocreds go to: KC Fong)

Diabolical/Maniacal laughter with dark clouds in the background... I could totally be a Disney villain. (photocreds go to: KC Fong)

We reached the top and it was so unbelievably coldddddd. I wanted to build a snowman, but there was a hut/restaurant right across from where we took that photo.  Eating hot food, being warm, and far away from frostbite for awhile kind of changed my mind about it entirely. Maybe next time.

listening to Haley as I contemplate how damn good that Chili con Carne was. photocreds go to: KC Fong

Frozen in place, trying to make it back down the mountain. (photocreds go to: Haley Keller)

Idk what we were talking about here, but MORE IMPORTANTLY the guy in the background with his son on his shoulders almost slipped and fell like 2-3 times with his son. still on his shoulders. (photocreds go to: Haley Keller)

Defrosted and made it back down, just gazing up into the wild yonder. photocreds go to: KC Fong

trying to focus my tangerine so I can get a clear photo haha.

After an exhausting day of hiking, we made it back into the city and went back to rest up. The plan was to rest and hit up some club that night. After a few hours of restlessness and sore calf muscles, we came to the notion that the hike was just too much for us so we stayed in and chatted with Kc's roommate's haha.

My bus was scheduled to leave at 3:40pm, so that  morning the three of us went to do what big kids do on Sundays... go to the Kino (Cinema) and see Disney movies at 10am.  We watched Frozen, which I had already seen before in English, but seeing a Disney animated movie auf Deutsch is a different experience entirely. In German, the movie Frozen is called Die Eiskönigin-Völlig unverfroren. A mouthful right? Germany has a way of translating short English titles into long ridiculous words for no reason in particular. Either way the translations were pretty dead on. I'm glad I saw it in English first because I understood the German translations pretty well. That's one thing I am happy about. Although my speaking isn't the best, my comprehension of the German language as a whole has really improved since my time here.

This weekend is a huge event called "Karneval" in Köln. A city I haven't seen since almost the beginning of the program when I took that trip in early September. I'm sooo excited, I've been told it's like a once in a lifetime event that everyone should experience. It's 1am and I'm currently packing for it now. 

What is sleep?

Til next time.

Bis spæter!

Eine Reihe Betrüblicher Ereignisse (A Series of Unfortunate Events)

This blog post is brought to you by Denglisch. A combinational usage of both Deutsch and Englisch often used by study abroad participants who have spent entirely too much time speaking or hearing the German language. So get your translator apps/browsers ready, because this one is going to be a Handvoll.

A new experience can be extremely pleasurable, or extremely irritating, or somewhere in between, and you never know until you try it out. That comes from Lemony Snicket, one of my favorite authors as a youth. I've had his works on my mind a lot lately. So not only will this post be in Denglisch, but it may or may not have some Lemony Snicketism's here and there.

Manisch Montag 10.2.14

Morning is an important time of day, because how you spend your morning can often tell you what kind of day you are going to have. I awoken early that morning, tastebuds still buzzing with remnamts of Alex's host mom's delectable cooking. The faint smell of Thunfisch, Tomaten, und Mozarella still on my breath (it's safe to say I fell asleep the night prior, before I could brush my teeth). It was my first day of work and I had to be there at 9:00Uhr bright und early for orientation-- the word orientation in this sense meaning "a dull präsentation about the history of the company (in only German) with no signs of a continental breakfast in sight."

Unfortunately I didn't receive my contract from Human Resources until the Saturday evening prior to my first day. I find "Human Resources" to be a pecuiliar name for a department. You'd think with a name like that, they would always try to live up to the title and be "resourceful humans". For instance, they could have sent it a week in advance or the moment they were done processing my information. That would have given me more time to be prepared to what would soon be eine große Kopfschmerzen.

I was still in Saarbrücken visiting Alex that Saturday night and as fate would have it, nowhere near a printer. So this meant I would have to fill out all that paperwork on Sunday night, trek to the library on campus, and print it out (also make copies) super EARLY on Monday morning before beginning what would be my first day on the job.

I had it all planned out. I would bike to the library, print out the paperwork, scan my passport and other documents, and make it to the resourceful humans department with time to spare. At least I thought that was how it would go.

I rode my bike to the library and arrived just shortly after they opened. 3 minutes after locking my bike up I realized that I didn't have my Studentenausweis. Das ist sehr wichtig! That's really important when your only way to print, copy, and scan things on campus is to have this ID, because who would want to let strangers print things for free? Raced back to my room and couldn't find it so I thought "crap I probably did in fact leave it IN the library when I was there last week." Once again I race to the library and ask the librarian "Haben Sie mein Studentenausweis gesehen? Ich glaube es ist verloren." A couple moments of searching through an aluminum case of despair and it finally surfaced. 

I thanked the Librarian for her help and then proceeded to retrieve my data from my USB stick, and what do I see when I open the PDF file that contained all of my information? 
        

After all these years of dedication, commitment to not losing that stupid flashdrive, I was rewarded with pages upon pages of blank text fields and false hope. 

After printing in frustration, I raced to my new internship and made it to the security gate just in time for the HR guy to pick up the other interns for orientation. That präsentation was far from exhilarating and of course, there wasn't even coffee or donuts. After the video introduction of the company and an auf Deutsch PowerPoint, we proceeded with the paperwork which I had to write allllll from scratch. I ended up finding out that I needed both a SteuerIDnummer, ein Sozialversichersrungausweis, as well as a banking nummer. I was neverrrrr told in any emails to obtain any of this ahead of time otherwise I would have been prepared. Might I add the HR guy told me that if I couldn't produce these documents by Wednesday, I wouldn't get paid until mid-March. Again, these were not "resourceful humans".

I proceeded to get my ID badge and that was less of a hassle than I thought, the next thing was to actually find my office. The downside to having the badge was that it. didnt. WORK. I couldn't get into any of the buildings, no one answered my phone calls to let me in. I almost gave up and went home until I decided to bang on the door and have someone let me in.

Dangerously Devastating Dienstag 11.2.14

Bad circumstances have a way of ruining things that would otherwise be pleasant.

A trip to the movies combined with loads of salted popcorn and nachos left me feeling like scrambled fried death the next morning. I woke up feeling lightheaded and a bit confused. Either I was suffering from the black plague (which would be a surprise since it hasn’t been seen in Europe in well over 600 years, or that weekend in Saarbrücken had hit me hard. Nevertheless I still found the strength to make it to work. That entire day involved me making frequent trips to die Toiletten while trying to hold down my breakfast. and my lunch. To be honest, the thought of eating made me sick and eating actual food just made me feel sicker. I felt the need the urge to kotzen on more than one occasion. I was afraid that I would be spewing more than just a few German words when I spoke, so I kept interaction and talking to a minimum. I blame Alex and his incredible, but sick host parents for passing along this… whatever this was.

Mittwoch 12.2.14

Wednesday was me still sick and struggling to get adjusted with the fast pace in which things were moving at work.

Freiheit Freitag 14.2.14

Stress is a funny thing. It's like those annoying relatives that come and visit you for the holidays, they show up out of the blue without even the least bit of notice and never want to leave. That's how my workload has been, everything has moved so fast that I haven't even had time to process anything. All I could think about that day were the amount of hours left until I would be once again reunited with my bed. I completely forgot what day it was until around 15:00Uhr (3pm), when my boss sent out the reminder for the celebration dinner and put emphasis on “I hope this doesn’t ruin any Valentine’s Day plans you have”. Valentine’s Day? That’s today? No wonder I’ve been seeing heart-shaped Milka chocolates all week. Um 17Uhr (At 5pm), only one thing was on my mind…. FOOD. There was still 5 hrs remaining before I could embrace my pillow once more. Um 18Uhr (at 6pm), I carpooled with my coworkers to this exquisite Italian restaurant. I won't even go into detail, but I will say the food was good and the environment was very chill and relaxed...

Missgeschick Mittwoch 19.2.14

Work that day -like a greased up pig trying to squeeze through a fence- went by smoothly. I was halfway through my second week and slowly started feeling more confident in my internship. It was the end of a long day and I grabbed my bike to cycle home like usual. This time I was feeling a bit more energized and decided to race home. The path I take to get from home to work involves a bridge with a spiral path. From atop the bridge I could see the street signs below and noticed that they changed to green. I figured by the time I reached the bottom they would still be green and I could just shoot across to the other side without stopping…

I let gravity do most of the work as I Speedy Gonzales’d my ass down the spiral pathway leading into the street.

The crossing light was still in fact green when I reached the bottom so I continued to speed through. One thing I couldn’t have been prepared for was the oncoming biker going top speed in my direction. I saw him coming towards me from across the street and instinctively tried to go around the traffic pole that separated us. I reacted fast, but not fast enough. Instead of going around the pole, the result was me going through it at top speed. The metal cylinder met my bike before meeting my face, which saved me from a concussion. I crashed into the pole like George of the Jungle crashing into a tree: arms flailing, legs straight out, face red with embarrassment.

I'm still not sure what’s worse, crashing my bike into a stationary object during 5 o’clock traffic and looking like an idiot, or having about 40 pairs of German eyeballs staring from their cars and from across the street with no one offering to help me up. I guess this is what I deserve for abandoning my bike and leaving it locked up at work over the weekend.

After another troublesome day, I finally was able to crawl back in my bed and hide from the world, if only for a little while....


At times the world may seem an unfriendly and sinister place, but believe that there is much more good in it than bad. All you have to do is look hard enough. and what might seem to be a series of unfortunate events may in fact be the first steps of a journey. I will keep that in mind as the days progress and my remaining time in Germany dwindles. 

138 days left in Deutschland.

***Flawless in Frankfurt

These past three weeks have felt like a crashing wave....

Realizing that Weihnachtspause was coming to an end and then trying to adjust from having so much fun and escaping responsibilities, to coming back to face them kind of made reality hit just a little bit harder. The next phase of the program is the Praktikum phase. By the end of January all of the participants are required to have found and secured an internship within a German company. I began my search in late Oktober or early November and had not gotten any positive responses from companies. So once I got back from Prague I continued my search for internships within a 50km radius. As time progressed it got closer and closer to the point where I wanted to just give up. Frustration really was getting the best of me. Plus the Zwischenseminar (Mid-year Seminar) was steadily approaching, and what would I say once I met the program coordinators in person? 

About two weeks ago I received a call from a company asking me to come in for an interview. I was thrilled and nervous at the same time. The interview was on the morning I was leaving heading to Frankfurt for the seminar. I interviewed with the manager (who is a really great guy) talked over a few details, and he won me over. By the end of the interview I had an internship with a start date well on the way!

Now it was time to head to Frankfurt and meet up with the other PPPler's. The week-long seminar consisted of various trips and discussions on how we have dealt with the program up til this point. The first day we did an overall critique of the program and it's components. That night we went to a Neujahrskonzert at the Opera House in downtown Frankfurt. The GIZ sponsored this trip plus I've never been to an opera before so it was a real treat. Unfortunately we couldn't take any photos or video of the actual show, but I will say it was incredible seeing such talent and hearing amazing voices. You can tell that the Opera singers were experienced and had spent years strengthening their diaphragms. Their voices were so full and well rounded.

a little Black Excellence before the Opera

Alex and I after the opera/concert. photo courtesy of: http://alexbuscaglia.tumblr.com/

That wednesday we took a trip to Point Alpha which is a historical site in the central German state of Thüringen. Frankfurt is in the state of Hessen which borders Thüringen and is also where the border of East and West Germany once was. We spent the day touring the grounds and hearing stories from when the guarded gates between East & West Germany were still up. Some of the stories were horrendous. There were so many people who attempted to escape to either side for freedom, or to be with their loved ones they were separated from. Each time they were met with either gunfire, electrified fences, dogs trained to kill, or even a full bed of landmines. 

Later we talked with former residents of East Germany during communism, at that time it was known as the DDR or the Deutsche Demokratische Republik. 


Thursday was the last full day we all had together and it was spent at the GIZ headquarters in Eschborn. THE ENTIRE DAY. We had speakers from the Chamber of Commerce, John Deere, and a current Foreign Service Officer who told us of her experiences and overall life in the Foreign Service and as a Consultant. The stories she told us of her past experiences were so incredible.. This woman has been all over the world! Plus she was really straightforward when it came to answering some of the other participants questions, which I found hilarious. Later that afternoon we wrapped things up with a presentation by some of the participants who were apart of the Model UN conference that was held in Bonn. Each table in the audience were split into groups that played the role as different countries apart of the United Nations. We did a scenario where we had to handle a hypothetical situation that we all needed to come to a consensus and agree upon. After a much heated debate between countries (shoutout to "China" for their comments haha), we ended with some of the participants discussing their Ehrenamt (volunteer work) during the course of the last 4 months. We returned to the hostel in Frankfurt ready for dinner and to get our nights started.

The theme for that night was

 

Since it was our last night together before we were scattered throughout Germany once more, we decided to find a club or somewhere to have some fun. It took us about an hour and some change to figure out just where the hell we were going. The first place we had in mind was over an hour away on foot, and with the curfew being 2am we were not taking ANY chances (otherwise we would be locked out of the hostel until 6am that morning). 

The end result was this cool spot I found online called Velvet Club that was surprisingly having a Single's party. It was one of the best nights I think any of us had since the new year started.

an awesome night with my favorite people

At one point that night I ripped my favorite pair of jeans. This happened after being there 30 minutes or so. I didn't want to go back to the hostel super early after ripping them, because I mean... I paid 8€ to get in and we had only been there for like 30 minutes! So I just stayed and continued to dance the night away. Unfortunately that made the small rip grow even more, and I ended up leaving the club in my latest fashion creation.

it was totally worth it

That next morning we "woke up lik dis..."

We finished packing, made it to breakfast, and then discussed with the coordinators Wichtige Hinweise zur Praktikumsphase (Important information for the Internship phase). Some important questions were asked, most of them seemed to be specific to whichever company you may be working for. Although we did learn that our final seminar will be sometime in late May in Berlin. So I suppose I will get to explore that vast city once more. Also, we learned of the date when we will return back to the U.S.

July 16th, 2014

By 11am were completely done with the seminar and everyone was saying their heartfelt goodbyes. It was a little depressing to have only spent a short time with everyone. Some of us couldn't say our wholehearted goodbyes just yet though. A group of us decided to have lunch at the most American restaurant in Frankfurt.

CHIPOTLE!

Last meal before departing. I was really going HAM on that burrito.

I have to admit that I'm not the biggest fan of Chipotle, but being able to enjoy it around amazing people somehow made my burrito taste 100x better. One by one people started to leave and head towards their destinations. I stuck around a little longer and talked to some of the others who were living nearby and chatted with them for a bit. Then headed to the train station and said goodbye one last time. A few hours later I was back in Reutlingen sore and trying my best to soak in everything that occurred that past week.

Now it's the beginning of a new month and things seem to be moving even faster. I can't believe I've officially been in Germany for 6 months! Where did the time go? 

How are we already starting the 2nd month of 2014? Good grief.

I start my internship with my German company on the 10th of February which gives me roughly 8-9 days to mentally prepare before beginning this next crazy phase of my life. Although no matter what happens these next few weeks, I know that I can always look back to that one Thursday night in Frankfurt. Of how I was surrounded by some of the people I've grown to love. Smile to myself, and remember that it was.....

FLAWLESS