The Braunschweig News At One

Hey all! Long time, no write. I know. I've been catching up on the real-time real world lately, skyping with family and sorting out stuff in the states. But now I'm all caught up and ready to bring to you all NEWS OF BRAUNSCHWEIG!

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Good Evening / Morning and welcome to the Braunschweig News at One. I'm Oh No Raychel.

In our top story of the evening, Early Thanksgiving at Raychel's was a smashing success. Attendance topped out at eight people and, according to exit polls, the cooking was well received. Let's go to our field correspondent, Raychel, with the story. Raychel?

Thanks, Raychel. I'm currently sitting in Raychel's apartment on Charlottenstrasse, eating the last of the Thanksgiving leftovers. Normally, Thanksgiving would be tomorrow (Nov. 27th) but, due to poor calendar-reading skills, local American Raychel Whatserface held the annual food festival last Thursday, on November 20th. She spent over eight hours cooking delicious homemade cranberry sauce, stuffing, and turkey. She bought two turkeys, but the oven was actually too small to accomodate more than one bird at a time. Hence, the marathon cooking. Friends of Raychel's and friends of Raychel's roommate stopped by at around 3 to enjoy TONS of excellent food, a semi-live performance of Arlo Guthrie's Thanksgiving hit "Alice's Restaurant" (or is it "The Alice's Restaurant Masacree"?), drinking of beers, watching of sports on TV, and the saying of "what I'm thankful for"s. Raychel even dressed up like some 1950's June Cleaver lady to present it all. Festivities lasted until the next day, culminating in a post-feast leftover lunch where friends munched on turkey and cranberry sauce sandwiches and avoided the now disgustingly congealed turkey gravy. Back to you, Raychel.

Thanks, Raychel. Pictures of the Thanksgiving festivities will be made available to the public as soon as whoever took some posts them on Facebook, because Raychel sure as shoe polish did not have time to take pics herself.

And in news abroad, Raychel went to a fun house party here in sunny Braunschweig with some of her English-speaking friends. The theme of the party was "things that are dead / things that do not exist any more." The English-speaking group went as ... disco! Get it? Disco is dead? Anyone? Moving on ... pictures of this event to follow. Needless to say, the costumes were hilarious and a hit. The party-goers had a great time disco-dancin' and love-romancin' and ... (any Hosty fans out there who can finish the song I just started singing?)

And now, we're over to Raychel with sports. Raychel?

Thanks, Raych! Hey, folks, it's Rowdy Ray here, comin' atcha with the WACKIEST sport in Germany, handball! Can someone please tell me the rules for this sport? Because I spent most of Thanksgiving evening watching it on TV and all I can come up with is that sometimes you bounce the ball and sometimes you throw it, but ALL of the time you fall or are knocked down. They play on concrete, though, making handball the roughest sport I've ever seen. Also, yours truly was invited over to a colleague's house last week to watch England play Germany in soccer. Over mini-pizzas and Wolters beers, the rabid fans poked fun at each other, cheering and groaning over goals scored and missed. The game was excellent and, in the end, England pulled ahead by one point. Go, fellow English-speakers, go! Woo! Back to you, Raychel.

Thanks, Raych. And now, the weather with ... Weatherman Dave, who is live outside Rayche's apartment. Dave?

.... Dave?

Okay, we've lost Dave's feed. We'll have to cover it from the studio. Well, it's snowed here in Braunschweig. The temperature has hovered somewhere between "stick your hands in your armpits" cold to "my eyeballs hurt" cold for the last five days or so. It snowed on Early Thanksgiving and a few more times after that. The snow has stayed in little pockets of white fluff all over the place, on parked cars and nestled into bushes. It's absolutely beautiful. I licked some the other day. It's a little embarassing to admit, but I did. It was such a pretty snow and I was so happy to be out in it that I licked a snow-laden bush branch. Yes I did.

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Well that's all the time we have for now. This has been the Braunschweig News at One and I've been, and always will be, Raychelicious. Goodnight.