The sole purpose of this journal is to provide you all, my family and friends, with a way to keep up with what is happening/going on in my life while I am over here in Europe. I also intend for this to be a reference for myself for years to come as I look back on my first trip to Europe!
From the start of the flight from SFO to Frankfurt, I could not help but think about what could potentially go wrong once I arrived within Frankfurt. Also on my mind was how much I was going to miss my family and friends while I am on this five month long journey. From the beginning of the flight out of SFO I tried to engulf my mind in the Spanish papers that I brought along with me hoping that it would keep my mind off of the potential disasters upon arrival within Frankfurt and also my family and friends. Sad to say….it did not work! While looking over my Spanish papers for the first few hours of the flight I constantly became sidetracked about every five minutes due to thoughts about family and friends.
Trying not to make this a sob story of a journal entry, I did in fact find some solace and entertainment during the flight. It came through not having anyone sit in the middle seat (I had the window seat) so I could talk with the Irish born businessman who sat in the isle seat of my respective row. From the start of the flight I made the comment of how thankful I was that nobody was sitting in the middle seat between the two of us. He quickly agreed that his flight will be a lot less stressful due to the fact that nobody claimed the seat between us. Throughout the flight we talked about everything from what life was like for him growing up in Dublin, Ireland to the beer that he recommends within Germany. Most of my listening happened during the parts about “beer in Germany!”
Upon arrival within Frankfurt, it was about 33 degrees Fahrenheit, the kind of temperature and weather I did not want to arrive to. I quickly made my way to the baggage claim and got my backpack which was packed within a big duffle bag. What I should have done when I got my luggage was take it out of the duffle bag and carry it the correct way on my back! Well I decided to keep it within the duffle bag and drag this thing around like I had a nice suitcase with wheels. Judging by how much dust my duffle bag picked up while I was dragging it through the airport in Frankfurt, I would have to say I did the janitors job for them! Making my way through the heavy traffic of people within the airport I finally found the long distance train station. After getting my Euro rail ticket to Bad Mergentheim, I tried running with my huge backpack stuffed within the duffle bag so I could make the train correct train that had just arrived. I went down the escalator to the train platforms and saw the sign that said Wursberg. I stood in front of the open door to the train telling myself to say “sprechen sie english,” to the many people packed onto the train. It did not come out of my mouth….and as a result the doors to the train shut right in my face! I waited for another hour and got on the next train to Wursberg. Two hour
s later I arrived within Bad Mergentheim to very cold temperatures and some snow on the ground.
Within the next couple of days Scott and I traveled to Saanen, Switzerland to ski the Swiss Alps! We traveled by train for seven and a half hours during the day to finally arrive within the small town of Saanen. The train ride offered some spectacular views, especially when we entered the Swiss Alps! Once arriving in Saanen, Scott and I walked aimlessly around town with our backpacks looking for the hostel! We eventually found it after asking numerous people within the town to point us in the right direction. We spent the next day skiing in the alps of Switzerland!
Arriving back home to Bad Mergentheim from our quick trip to Saanen, we ate dinner at Scotts homestay. The mother cooked us a very good wiener schnitzel dinner. While eating our dinner she broke the news to us that our apartment only had one bed in it! This may be funny to some of you, but when you are faced with the actual reality of having to share a bed with another guy for 13 weeks, trust me, it’s not funny! The mother of the homestay, Frau Haag, took us over to the apartment to meet the owners and to also move in. We got a tour of the apartment from the husband and wife, both of whom do not speak english! I now know what it feels like to be talked to with A LOT of hand motions and very very slowly in a foreign language! You think it helps people understand….well it doesn’t! We found our bed (queen frame with two twin mattresses) within the lone bedroom of the apartment during our amazing tour in German! Luckily the apartment has a living room with two couches, one of which folds out like a futon. Also within the living room is a flat screen T.V. Funny how the owners manage to install a flat screen television with cable but no internet!
I hope everybody is well back home within California and Oregon!
I miss you all!
-Blair