So after putting this final post off for a couple days, I think it's time for me to address it. I've always been bad at saying goodbyes, and this is no different. So to end it, I'd like to cite the pages from my journal the day I left...
Just as I thought my trip to Germany wouldn't hit me until I was on the plane, my departure hasn't hit until I'm thousands of miles in the sky and halfway home. My last day in Germany couldn't have gone better. I took the somewhat gloomy weather as Germany's sadness for my eventual flight back home. Seeing my Dad's old stomping grounds rounded up one of the main reasons I went on this trip: to understand the unknown (almost mysterious) side of my family. To finally know if certain characteristics was "the German" in my Dad. Now I've realized...
...my Dad is just weird :)
All jokes aside, I really had the best time ever. I learned so much and accomplished some of my personal goals, such as...
1) change the American stereotype
2) eat all "German" food
3) improve my German
4) see a Hummer (although I did even better, stretch Hummer!!)
During my trip, there were so many surprising differences in our culture, more than I think I could write. The food, driving, tipping, guylighting (ew.), dress (no lederhosen sighting), etc. But despite all the strange culture differences, I realized we are all the same. To steal a line from the wise words of Beate, "They are as we are."
So after eating my final German Fruhstuck and saying goodbye to Uli and Caroline (who I don't think I could ever thank enough for their hospitality), I make the long travel back home to the good ol' US of A. Although Germany will always have a large chunk of my heart, the US is my home. And home is where the heart is.
Plus, my adventures don't stop here. This will be my first summer in Richmond and I start a new nannying job the second I get back (at 8:30 AM, yikes!) And I'm sure more will come my way.
As a special request, I will finish my blog auf Deutsch.
Vielen vielen vielen Danke fuer jeder. Ich will nie diese Reisen vergessen. Ich haette viel Spass und ich hoffe frueh zurueckzukommen. Naturlich, ich will Broetchen, Kaese, der Zug, und Fussball vermissen. Aber ich will mehr die Leuten vermissen, wen habe ich angetroffen.
Liebe Gruesse,
Frauline Caroline
So that's the end of my journey and I hope you all enjoyed reading, I know I enjoyed writing. Frauline, over and out.
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
Monday, June 16, 2008
Back in the good ol' US of A
Attention readers:
I'm still trying to recover from my current physical state after spending more than the recommended amount of time in the New Jersey airport. Once I improve from time zone difference, the massive amount of unpacking, and Virginia's satanic heat I will wrap up this blog. Don't worry, I won't leave you hanging.
I'm still trying to recover from my current physical state after spending more than the recommended amount of time in the New Jersey airport. Once I improve from time zone difference, the massive amount of unpacking, and Virginia's satanic heat I will wrap up this blog. Don't worry, I won't leave you hanging.
Friday, June 13, 2008
*Edited by Hubert Evertz
I just got back from Bad Neuenahr to see my Onkel Oswald and Tante Angela. After many years, it was really great to see him again. It's also hilarious to see him and my dad together, you can see some small similarities between the two.
So here's the low down on places in Germany with the name "Bad" in them. It doesn't mean that they are bad to visit and that you should stay clear, it actually means quite the opposite. "Bad" in German means "bathroom," so a place with "Bad" in the title is known for its springs. Typically, they have a famous spring that they bottle mineral water from and sell (Bad Neuenahr bottles Apollinaris mineral water). But what also comes with the spring? Awesome spas. Sadly, the weather was pretty cold so we didn't go in the springs, but that just means I'll have to come back!
Bad Neuenahr is also a beautiful wine town. All the vineyards grow on the sides of mountains, which means good wine but hard hard labor. Also, their wineries have the grapes grow on the slate along the mountain, which gives it a different taste. It's interesting how the slightest change in climate/location/mother nature's mood can make all the difference in the taste. Although, that goes for all farming.
I'll maybe post some pictures of Onkel Oswald later, my camera is all the way downstairs and right now I'm pretty lazy. But until then, I'd like to address a different topic... German Fussball.
You may or may not know, the European Fussball Championship started a couple days ago, and man is Europe excited. What I find funny is that Europeans call Americans overly patriotic, but the second the Euro Cup starts there are German flags everywhere. But it's all good.
You also may or may not know that Germany beat Poland, but lost their second game to Croatia :( I watched the half of the second game with my dad, Onkel Oswald, and Tante Angela in a small pub (the other half back at Oswald's house). It was like watching it with 20 extra Huberts in the room (plus one easily excited woman). So while Deutschland was losing to Croatia (pronounced "Cro-at-chia" in German, which sounds so funny) I realized...
Deutschland Fussball players are mighty fine. So here's an ode to my favorites...
Wooo! Longest post ever!
So here's the low down on places in Germany with the name "Bad" in them. It doesn't mean that they are bad to visit and that you should stay clear, it actually means quite the opposite. "Bad" in German means "bathroom," so a place with "Bad" in the title is known for its springs. Typically, they have a famous spring that they bottle mineral water from and sell (Bad Neuenahr bottles Apollinaris mineral water). But what also comes with the spring? Awesome spas. Sadly, the weather was pretty cold so we didn't go in the springs, but that just means I'll have to come back!
Bad Neuenahr is also a beautiful wine town. All the vineyards grow on the sides of mountains, which means good wine but hard hard labor. Also, their wineries have the grapes grow on the slate along the mountain, which gives it a different taste. It's interesting how the slightest change in climate/location/mother nature's mood can make all the difference in the taste. Although, that goes for all farming.
I'll maybe post some pictures of Onkel Oswald later, my camera is all the way downstairs and right now I'm pretty lazy. But until then, I'd like to address a different topic... German Fussball.
You may or may not know, the European Fussball Championship started a couple days ago, and man is Europe excited. What I find funny is that Europeans call Americans overly patriotic, but the second the Euro Cup starts there are German flags everywhere. But it's all good.
You also may or may not know that Germany beat Poland, but lost their second game to Croatia :( I watched the half of the second game with my dad, Onkel Oswald, and Tante Angela in a small pub (the other half back at Oswald's house). It was like watching it with 20 extra Huberts in the room (plus one easily excited woman). So while Deutschland was losing to Croatia (pronounced "Cro-at-chia" in German, which sounds so funny) I realized...
Deutschland Fussball players are mighty fine. So here's an ode to my favorites...
Ballack
By far the most attractive, although this picture does no justice and makes him look like a total sleezeball. But trust me, that's some premium German eye candy right there. And I guess he's pretty good at Fussball too...Lucas Podolski
Lucas, here, was the first name I could remember (cue flashback to little brothers constantly cheering "LUCAS POOOO-DOLL-SKIII!"), so he holds a special place in my heart. Although Ballack might take that place if Lucas doesn't stop highlighting (or guylighting) his hair. Because right now, he looks like a chipmunk.Lehmann
The only man who can pull off masculinity and balding. Sorry, Dad.Gomez
I'm guessing this picture is from last year, because Gomez now has long hair. And although he is only 50% German and 50% Spanish, that is 100% fine by me.Schweinsteiger
The "bad boy" of team Germany. He isn't a starting player and sadly won't get the chance to start or even play again because he got a red card in the game against Croatia. Poor guy. Yea, I mean, I guess pushing a Croatian on the ground is poor sportsmanship but no one was hurt... right?Wooo! Longest post ever!
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
Try lugging that through Customs...
I've just been informed that the link of what I bought in Germany is of a chair, which is not what I bought. So everyone will just have to wait and see or visit me in Richmond to see it.
Eule Zeit!
I just got back from more exploring in Cologne. Caroline showed me two really neat stores, one called Manu Factum and the other called Balloni. My favorite of the two was definitely Balloni, the owners of the business specialize in home and party decor. Although I'm horrible at decorating (I wasn't lucky enough to get my mother's patience and knowledge in this department), I can still admire all the wonderful colors and products!
I also couldn't resist buying something from this place, especially when this caught my eye.
So my first and only German purchase for myself, and I must say I'm very proud of it.
I also forgot to mention that I went to the Schokoladenmuseum. Obviously, there was a lot about chocolate. The highlight was definitely the chocolate fountain, and the free dipped cookie you got with it. Mmmm. Lecker.
I also couldn't resist buying something from this place, especially when this caught my eye.
So my first and only German purchase for myself, and I must say I'm very proud of it.
I also forgot to mention that I went to the Schokoladenmuseum. Obviously, there was a lot about chocolate. The highlight was definitely the chocolate fountain, and the free dipped cookie you got with it. Mmmm. Lecker.
Monday, June 9, 2008
My second home in Hochneukirch
Tomorrow I leave Hochneukirch to embark on the final week of my journey. I will truly miss the people Ive met here on my trip. I didnt come here expecting to make such good friends and everyones kindness really made me feel at home. I will probably be more sad leaving Hochneukirch than I will leaving Deutschland all together. Despite that I dont know when Ill return to Germany, I cant help but plan my next trip to this small town.
So, this blog goes out to my new Hochneukirch Homies. Simone, Doirean, Michael, Martin, Hannah, Matthias, Simon, Claudia:
If you find yourself on the east coast, somewhere near Virginia, shout me a holler. Ill see you all soon!
So, this blog goes out to my new Hochneukirch Homies. Simone, Doirean, Michael, Martin, Hannah, Matthias, Simon, Claudia:
If you find yourself on the east coast, somewhere near Virginia, shout me a holler. Ill see you all soon!
Sunday, June 8, 2008
Time for reflections
Since I have some down time today, I figured it would be great to reflect on some German culture...
1) German Frühstück (breakfast)
This might just be European breakfast in general, but man do I love it. I dont know if Ill be able to go back to my daily bowl of Special K Red Berries cereal. Every morning is an overall smorgasbord. Involving some of my favorite foods: carbs, cheese, and Nutella. There is usually a big basket of Brötchen (rolls) and various things to put on it. Jelly, cream cheese, Nutella, cheeses, and meats. And boy is it all tasty. They also have eggs, but not the normal eggs Im used to. Theres no scrambled, sunny side up, or over easy. Just a hard boiled egg, but boiled only to the point that the outside is hard, but the yolk is still soft. Like a sunny side up still contained in its shell. Cant say I mind it, though I still havent perfected the art of cracking the top off with ease. One thing that I cant bring myself to try: they put yogurt in their cereal... with the milk. Call me old fashioned, but that just seems odd.
2) Kölsch
The local dialect in Köln (Cologne) is called Kölsch, but thankfully no one Ive been around really speaks to me with it. I think its considered too colloquial, its like the German Ebonics.
3) Cologne vs Dusseldorf
I was unaware of the somewhat friendly battle between Dusseldorf and Cologne, the two cities I decided to visit. The hatred is similar to the North vs South back home (minus slavery and a war) or Boston Red Sox vs New York Yankees (instead of baseball add Fußball). They live on opposite sides of the Rhein River, they both have soccer teams, and they both claim to throw a pretty good Carnival.
4) German Greetings
If you wake up or go to sleep, you better say Guten Morgen/Nacht. Im not used to always greeting everybody, and since I like roam in and out of rooms as I please it was a little odd. The common shaking hands is out the door, at least after the first time you meet. Everyone hugs and does the little cheek to cheek thing, which is very cute. Im afriad Ive come off to some people as cold or awkward, but I didnt think this way of greeting would actually feel different.
5) German Musik
I hate to say it, but German Musik lives up to the American stereotype. Hausmusik, Trance, Schlager, etc. Some of it is good, but its so funny to listen to in general. If its not the popular American artists (which make a large appearance in the radio and on TV) then its this.
I think thats enough for now, go figure my largest section is on food...
1) German Frühstück (breakfast)
This might just be European breakfast in general, but man do I love it. I dont know if Ill be able to go back to my daily bowl of Special K Red Berries cereal. Every morning is an overall smorgasbord. Involving some of my favorite foods: carbs, cheese, and Nutella. There is usually a big basket of Brötchen (rolls) and various things to put on it. Jelly, cream cheese, Nutella, cheeses, and meats. And boy is it all tasty. They also have eggs, but not the normal eggs Im used to. Theres no scrambled, sunny side up, or over easy. Just a hard boiled egg, but boiled only to the point that the outside is hard, but the yolk is still soft. Like a sunny side up still contained in its shell. Cant say I mind it, though I still havent perfected the art of cracking the top off with ease. One thing that I cant bring myself to try: they put yogurt in their cereal... with the milk. Call me old fashioned, but that just seems odd.
2) Kölsch
The local dialect in Köln (Cologne) is called Kölsch, but thankfully no one Ive been around really speaks to me with it. I think its considered too colloquial, its like the German Ebonics.
3) Cologne vs Dusseldorf
I was unaware of the somewhat friendly battle between Dusseldorf and Cologne, the two cities I decided to visit. The hatred is similar to the North vs South back home (minus slavery and a war) or Boston Red Sox vs New York Yankees (instead of baseball add Fußball). They live on opposite sides of the Rhein River, they both have soccer teams, and they both claim to throw a pretty good Carnival.
4) German Greetings
If you wake up or go to sleep, you better say Guten Morgen/Nacht. Im not used to always greeting everybody, and since I like roam in and out of rooms as I please it was a little odd. The common shaking hands is out the door, at least after the first time you meet. Everyone hugs and does the little cheek to cheek thing, which is very cute. Im afriad Ive come off to some people as cold or awkward, but I didnt think this way of greeting would actually feel different.
5) German Musik
I hate to say it, but German Musik lives up to the American stereotype. Hausmusik, Trance, Schlager, etc. Some of it is good, but its so funny to listen to in general. If its not the popular American artists (which make a large appearance in the radio and on TV) then its this.
I think thats enough for now, go figure my largest section is on food...
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