We don't have internet at our house (so whenever I have time to write or think of something I want to say I am not in immediate access to my blog) so at the house I journal. Therefore I have decided to write most of my posts in "journal entry form", so that when I do have an hour to come down here and blog I wont have to spend it stressing about what I remember from previous nights, I can just transfer my journal here, to my online home:)
On the airplane from LAX to Frankfurt.
"It feels like it took forever to get here, on the plane, headed to Germany and in a weird way I thought this day would never come. After a two-day, 18hr car trek with Dad from home to Redlands and a solid week of packing prior, sitting here didn't seem quite tangible. But nevertheless, here I am, squished between a older slightly grumpy woman and a German family of four. LJ and I tried to sit together but the best they could do was get us in front of eachother. Lucky for me I do have the bulkhead (sp?) so coach seems slightly more spacious, but then again I'm constantly bumping elbows with my fellow fliers. Joy.
Things that I'm already noticing and we haven't even crossed over New York yet...
- German is every flight attendant's first language (and when this surprised me I felt stupid)
- my first German word: Zucker = sugar (got a cute little packet for my tea) :)
- time is listed like army time. ie: 14:15...??
- I ♥ accents
- diet coke is called 'Coca Cola light'
My nerves have seemed to ease from quite a teary take-off... I've never traveled internationally, and to do so with no one sitting next to me and family I know I won't be seeing for four months is unnerving to be completely honest. Liz is already in Barcelona, along with Hilary and Nickie... it seems as though I was one of the last to take off towards what is guaranteed to be a semester to expect the unexpected. Alyssa put together the most amazing "how-to-salzburg" guide that I read through last night and it did help with the nerves.
We're coming up on 4 1/2 hours of flight time, leaving close to 5 1/2 left. The little boy sitting next to me only speaks German, so he keeps looking over at me while I'm writing this and it probably looks like Chinese to him. How weird :)
This is my first entry, the beginning of what everyone refers to as the most eye-opening experience college has to offer. While I cannot endorse that bold statement quite yet, I have no doubt it will be one for the books."
In my room (#3!!) on our first full day.
"I am here! After two flights, a taxi & a shuttle, we are nestled in our castle on a hill :) Our first night was quite the start! (ha!...ahhhhhhh!!!!) but I really won't have wanted it any other way. But I have to say it was weird waking up this morning at 7am to the dinging and donging of a nearby monastery bell through our open window.
After we unpacked a little we met and went down to town for dinner. Ava wanted to show us how to use the elevator so we took it down right into the center of town, across from the cute little restaurant we dined at:) and conveniently across from the internet cafe we will be using often. Dinner was WEIRD. The menu had some/little/no english (ha) I ordered polenta and spinach in a tomato sause and it came out looking like two slices of bread almost. But maybe the wierdest thing was being able to order a glass of wine with our meal. --defiantly not used to drinking in public!!
It was raining when we finished, the plan was to walk around town a little before crashing (exhaustion setting in with this crazy time change...) but instead we ended up at two different Irish pubs...."
---I am going to try and keep the following as minimally incriminating as possible so to all who are reading and have been here you will understand. Bla Bla. Eieldwiess. O'Malleys + vandalism delta love♥. Karaoke. Rainbow door. Walk up the hill. These are explained in detail in my journal however I am censoring a bit ;)
ORIENTATION DAY TODAY!!
miss you all, you know who you are xoo.
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