Hey, guys. I'm writing from the same internet cafe that I wrote from yesterday. I can only really post blogs right now because I'm not at my own computer and this public one has no microphone. I would dearly love to Skype with you guys but, until I can get a place with reliable internet access for my laptop, I can't do that. Rest assured, though, that as soon as I do have access I'll post info up here and let you all know how to Skype with me.
Well, there was that. Now, moving on to a little section I like to call Things The Germans Do Differently:
Dear Traveler, when you are walking down the sidewalk in Braunschweig (and probably all around Germany), you will notice that it is extra wide. One portion is paved with neat little bricks and the other with smooth asphalt. You will think, "Oh, neat, a really nice sidewalk..." and walk all over it willy-nilly. But be warned, Dear Traveler, for the asphalt-paved section is not for you; it is for the bicycles that go whizzing past. If you wander aimlessly into the bike lane, the cyclists will ring their cute little bells or honk their cute little horns at you. This much I have learned - stay on the bricks.
Also, I think the tipping here must be weird. I tried to tip a cabbie and he just looked at me funny.
And now for Things The Germans Do Just Like Us:
I got kind of down sitting in this internet cafe the other day. You see, I was sitting here, typing and listening to the exotic blend of German from the front door, French from the girl next to me, and Spanish from the radio. But then all of a sudden the song changes and I'm listening to that song "Mad World" by Gary Jules (If Marcy or Ambie are reading this, they'll know this song; it's the one that went with that video of the kiwi who flies down the side of the mountain). Anyway, the point is that this song is in English and that it is something I could be hearing in America right now. I was like, "Awwww .... Oklahoma... " And then another American Top 40 song came on and another and I realized that most of the music here is the same as it is over there. That was actually what made me feel down.
Also, skinny jeans and fringie scarves are still "in", so I'm good to go.
Well, there was that. Now, moving on to a little section I like to call Things The Germans Do Differently:
Dear Traveler, when you are walking down the sidewalk in Braunschweig (and probably all around Germany), you will notice that it is extra wide. One portion is paved with neat little bricks and the other with smooth asphalt. You will think, "Oh, neat, a really nice sidewalk..." and walk all over it willy-nilly. But be warned, Dear Traveler, for the asphalt-paved section is not for you; it is for the bicycles that go whizzing past. If you wander aimlessly into the bike lane, the cyclists will ring their cute little bells or honk their cute little horns at you. This much I have learned - stay on the bricks.
Also, I think the tipping here must be weird. I tried to tip a cabbie and he just looked at me funny.
And now for Things The Germans Do Just Like Us:
I got kind of down sitting in this internet cafe the other day. You see, I was sitting here, typing and listening to the exotic blend of German from the front door, French from the girl next to me, and Spanish from the radio. But then all of a sudden the song changes and I'm listening to that song "Mad World" by Gary Jules (If Marcy or Ambie are reading this, they'll know this song; it's the one that went with that video of the kiwi who flies down the side of the mountain). Anyway, the point is that this song is in English and that it is something I could be hearing in America right now. I was like, "Awwww .... Oklahoma... " And then another American Top 40 song came on and another and I realized that most of the music here is the same as it is over there. That was actually what made me feel down.
Also, skinny jeans and fringie scarves are still "in", so I'm good to go.
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2 comments:
I'd love it if we had sidewalks with bike lanes here. That is the awesomest thing ever. I would actually ride my bike then!
Also, you are now sitting in my rss feed reader subscriptions. Words you type from Germany are routed to the US, to California, and then finally to Oklahoma.
Awww, first you were accosted by pigeons, hit on by the gypsy-looking Polish man with what looked like undereye-liner and now the bikers are trying to run you over!! I thought your Dad and I taught you not to play in the street AND to stay away from WILLY-NILLY. :) Hey, you should ask your front desk person at the hotel about tipping practices. Also, I've been researching customs for shipping to Germany .... so when your ready let me know and I will send whatever you need. Maybe your CAMERA! I read your blog about every two hours ... helps with the missing you thing. Your mudda loves you!! viel Spaß smaychel!!!
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