So, I've finally gotten out of Bielefeld, for the first time in almost three weeks. I went on a (touristy. . . ugh) day trip to Hameln, which is famous for the legend of the Pied Piper. It wasn't such a bad thing, I actually forgot to sign up, and it turned out, I wasn't the only one, and just enough people DIDN'T show up so a few of my extend-friends (we're not quite on that personal level yet) got to go as well. KK and AS convinced me it would be fun, and it really was. Today I got to spend time with those two, AS's boyfriend GM and my favorite Spaniard J. He reminds me of "Hello, my name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father. Prepare to die." so much, but I have yet to convince him to watch "The Princess Bride" with me. I'm sure I will persuade him over the next ten months. There were two parts to our train ride, and two parts to our tour. GM was nice enough to switch places with me so I could face forward on the train, it makes me nauseous to face backward. It's nice to ride public transport sitting across from people you know, so you don't feel creepy staring at them without blinking for an hour or so. Well, you don't feel AS creepy. We rode the train to the farthest part of our state and then had to change trains where we had to use a ticket to go the rest of the way. KK was my buddy for the day, we sat together on all of the trains, and being the only native English speakers in the English tour (yes, we're lazy, don't judge, sometimes you just wanna learn about a Pied Piper in English, standing next to a Spaniard) We cackled quite a bit, or I did, she laughed quietly. By the end of the tour, the four of us (KK, AS, and GM) were all tired and decided to leave early. Being that we were leaving two hours before everyone else, we had to pay our way back to our state, which was a bit expensive, but we got home before the other group even left! When we got back to the Hauptbahnhof I decided to check out which movies were playing (nothing until 8 and it was only 5:30) and they went back to Uni St. I decided that I would try some German food, since I hadn't actually eaten any German food since I've been here. I walked into a little place and lookey here, they had Schnitzel! I felt awkward and a little flustered when I ordered, being that the guy gave me a look that was either "Damn foreigners" or "aww! foreigners!" but either way, I always feel awkward going into new restaurants, but less when I am alone, and the place is empty. I think he could tell and thought it was funny. The Schnitzel was so good, for those of you who don't know what it is, it is basically a giant chicken nugget, that isn't actually chicken, but let's be honest, chicken nuggets aren't actually chicken either. Ah, it was so much food! So, now I'm back in my apartment, attempting to take my own advice and I've cleaned up my room a bit, but with my luck, I will have no visitors until after I've been trapped in here a few days with nothing to do but leave my underwear on the floor.
Lessons for the day:
1.Some Germans are actually funny speaking English, on purpose.
2. You can't say to someone "Let's hang out" they think it's weird, you just have to be aggressive and hang out with them without their knowledge.
3. Being a tourist is an awful feeling, but I feel like the whole ordeal is a bit ironic, because I know that it's awful and cliche.
4. Everyone is going home between the semesters, so I'm going to go home with everyone. I have made a plan to perhaps see Ireland and France, I'm working on Spain.
5. Pictures of food are not actual size.
6. Praying for people to be sick isn't actually so bad if you end up going to Hameln because of it.
Other lessons have yet to be learned, but we'll see if any more pop up today perhaps close the shades before you get ready to shower? That's not really something one needs to learn :P
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