Germany Day 1
I'm back & ready to talk about my adventures in Germany. I had a fabulous time! I've been to Europe three times now & absolutely adore it.
At this very moment I am sick because...
People sneezing & coughing without the decency to cover their mouths + Proximity + Being Awake for 24hrs traveling = GERMS WHO SEEK MY DEMISE!
(BTW: Here are some proper sneezing techniques.)
Here is how Day 1 went down:
(WARNING: It was a long day.)
- Didn't sleep well the night before (even though I went to bed early). I was just too dang excited.
- Woke up at 3:30am. Took a shower.
- Almost fell asleep in the aforementioned shower.
- 3:50am grabbed my backpack & tip-toed into my mom's room, which was dark. Told her: "See you later. Love you lots." And then I hugged her & gave her a kiss on the cheek.
- 4am Mike (my step-dad) & I left for the airport.
- Car ride was good. I was just insanely tired.
- Got to the airport at like 5-ish.
- Quickly went through security.
- FYI: Only brought a backpack & purse with me. No suitcase or laptop.
- Mike bought me a hot chocolate.
- Hot chocolates are basically my favorite thing ever, so I responded like so...
- Logged on to Twitter through my iPhone & tweeted various things about my hot chocolate because it seemed like the thing to do at the time.
- 8-something-ish got on the plane to Atlanta, Georgia.
- Mike & I sat in the middle of the plane.
- Tried to sleep on my tray table.
- Did... kind of.
- Arm fell asleep a couple of times.
- Overall, however, it was very uncomfortable because the guy in front of me reclined his chair & kept shifting in his seat. And sometimes he'd get up & immediately sit back down like he was posting the trot.
- I soon became very grumpy & wanted to wring his neck!
- 2pm (East Coast Time) landed in Georgia.
- Mike & I took the underground train thingy & entered a different Terminal.
- Ate some Panda Express.
- Mike left me to go on his plane. (He is a pilot. It is his job.) He went to Asia.
- Had to wait to see if I could go on the plane because I travel non-revenue style, so I needed to wait for a seat opening.
- 4PM-ish Got a ticket!
- Business Class. Super duper ridiculously lucky.
- Drank some orange juice in a wine glass. Felt fancy. Took a selfie. Tried not to laugh.
- Felt like a little kid. I got really excited.
- Watched "Monster's University" which was SO GOOD!
- Watched "Admission" (it was OK.).
- Ate dinner. Chicken with couscous. Had some bread rolls. Really good!
- Felt like freaking royalty up in 1st class & wanted to scream this every second of the trip...
- Pushed the button that made my chair go all the way down so that I could sleep.
- Fell asleep & had a nightmare about the plane crashing nose first into the Atlantic Ocean beneath us.
- Woke up to a panic attack: sweaty palms, rapid heart-beat, heavy breathing, shaking a little, etc.
- Looked this up on Wikipedia & it's pretty much true for me, except the vomiting & heights part. Most the time I rather go skydiving than fly in an actual plane. The fear of flying may be created by various other phobias and fears:
- fear of crashing which most likely results in death, which is the most common reason for the fear of flying.
- a fear of closed in spaces (claustrophobia), such as that of an aircraft cabin
- a fear of heights (acrophobia)
- a feeling of not being in control
- fear of vomiting, where a person will be afraid that they'll have motion sickness on board, or encounter someone having motion sickness and have no control over it (such as escaping it)
- fear of having panic attacks in certain places, where escape would be difficult and/or embarrassing (agoraphobia)
- fear of hijacking or terrorism
- fear of turbulence
- fear of flying over water or night flying
- Calmed down a bit & started watching "42."
- Didn't get to finish it all because we were descending.
- Flight attendants served breakfast before we landed. I honestly forgot what I ate.
- Landed in Frankfurt, Germany. Looked green & hilly like Oregon. (BTW: If this little video is being weird all I say is, "I'm in Germany right now" in a creepy voice.)
- Stepped off the plane. Around 8am-ish.
- Got in line to go through customs.
- Angry German dude yelled at people in (wait for it) German (which is horrifying BTW) in the custom's line for whatever reason.
- Stepped up to the customs counter. Good looking younger German guy asked a couple questions. A.) What is your purpose for coming to Germany? Me: Seeing a friend. B.) Where? Me: Freiburg. C.) How long will you stay? Me: A week. *stamps my passport & tells me to enjoy myself*
- I wandered through the airport looking for signs to the train station.
- It was in Terminal 1 & I was at Terminal 2.
- So, I had to take this little tram/shuttle thingy over to the other terminal.
- Followed the signs to the train station area, which seemed to take forever.
- Bought a ticket with my credit card to Freiburg for 9:50am.
- Had to wait like an hour & a half until I boarded the train.
- So, I went to Starbucks & bought a chai tea because I brought some leftover Euros I had acquired on my last European trip.
- It was foamy & delicious & really soothed me.
- Called my mother & told her I was alive. However, due to the time back home, she sounded barely alive.
- Boarded the train, while this song got stuck in my head...
- Sat next to this old guy.
- On my way to Freiburg (which was 2 hours away) I read "Prodigy."
- Started getting really sleepy.
- Eventually the old guy next to me left & apparently I was sitting in his seat while he sat in mine, so when the next guy came. He freaked out that I was in his seat. Like had a freaking German heart-attack. So, I got up & let him have the seat. No big deal. Sheesh.
- Later on the trip this other older German guy came stumbling up to me, muttering in German, & I no clue as to what he wanted. I told him that I only spoke English at which point he stumbled away.
- I was sitting next to the toilet, so I heard a lot of hissing & flushing.
- It was nice & sunny that day in Germany. When I left home in Oregon there were thunderstorms & lightning & lots of rain.
- 2 hrs later made it to Freiburg.
- Uta picked me up. It was so nice to see her again!
- BTW: Uta is my mom's really good friend. They were roommates in college.
- Uta has one of the coolest mugs in the world.
- Picked up some sausages (my favorite) from the store.
- Gave Uta her painting I made for her.
- Uta's house is SUPER nice BTW.
- I had lunch at Uta's house. We had this really delicious salad that was made of chopped up cabbage, carrots, celery, & an olive vinaigrette dressing. We also had some turkey & pasta. It was delicious.
- But kind of weird, since I already had a million meals that day.
- Drank a ton of water.
- Went to bed for 2 hrs.
- Had a REALLY hard time waking up. Felt like an inch above death. Like Zombie status.
- I took a shower.
- Had a snack. Thinly sliced dried apples & more water with mint leaves & lemon.
- Then Uta & I met up with her friend, who only spoke German.
- Walked down the road a bit at which point we were picked up by her two other friends: a mom & daughter. The daughter, I think, was in her 30's & spoke perfect English because she lived in London for a period of time.
- Went to a Wine Festival.
- This thing lasted for 3 days & I went on the first night. It was crazy. I think I was way too tired to take pictures. So, sorry about that. Yes, I regret this now.
- It was in a tiny German village, but with lots & lots of people.
- What you do is you pay for a wine glass that you take everywhere with you to try out wine.
- I had snail soup...
- Not bad, since the snails were chopped up into tiny little pieces.
- I ate the entire thing.
- Tried some wine. White wine from the local Freiburg vineyards to be specific. Not my favorite thing in the world. I added sparkling water to it to make it taste better, but still, not a huge alcohol fan.
- Basically the rest of the night involved visiting different places in the village to drink more wine.
- Let me tell you something: Germans like to drink.
- Also, unlike in America, they let they're children stay up late, which I thought was cool. The kids were all sitting on the stone fences above watching the adults drink wine below.
- Although some of the Germans couldn't speak English they could sing in English. It was hilarious. They sang to a lot of American songs, including several Bruno Mars numbers.
- Uta liked to dance & party.
- My knees felt like they were gonna buckle from all the traveling, so I just watched & liked bobbed my head.
- Throughout the night, I was fed more snail dishes. The next one being a bread stuff with a chopped up snail paste. I liked the bread part...
- I also ate this beef thing, which was thin slices of beef wrapped around a stick. It was good, but I was getting super full at that point.
- Had to go CODE YELLOW super bad & was on this desperate quest for a port-a-potty.
- Found one.
- Life became SO much better.
- I saw people making crepes & really wanted to go there, so that I could wash my snails down with some Nutella. But we passed it too quickly & there were a ton of people & crepes kind of take forever to make sometimes.
- We stayed at the festival for hours & I was about to pass out from exhaustion. I had been up for over 24 hrs.
- Finally, Uta & I went home.
- And I could barely strip out of my clothes & into my pajamas.
- Brushed my teeth.
- Passed out on my bed.
- Possibly drooled as I happily slept.
Geez. That really was a long day.
Tomorrow I will write about Day 2 in Germany!
Blog to you later!
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