Monday, August 31, 2009

moving day

I have successfully moved out of the storage unit/psychiatric ward and into the new apartment. No matter how many times I move and how much stuff I accumulate, why is it that I always find something else that I need to buy at the new place?
On the list this time is curtains, stylish boxes to make use of the new trend of open shelving in every piece of furniture they now sell, and a bath mat that doesn't clash horribly with the new bathroom. Is it ridiculous that I am buying a new bath mat because the other one doesn't match the colors of the new bathroom? I thought that Europe had changed me, and that I wasn't going to be a wasteful American any more.....that lasted 3 weeks.
I do have to say though, as I unpacked and moved, I was happy to see how much of my furniture was inherited (read: stolen.... no-just joking mom) from friends. On that list is my bed, desk, bookcase, and dresser. Maybe I was secretly European all along.....

Monday, August 24, 2009

2 more weeks...

...until I start working again. It has been 3 years since I last had a full time job. It is weird to think that there aren't any more breaks (besides those that come with working in a school district) ahead. Come to think of it, with my job, I guess there are alot of breaks coming up! I am looking forward to meeting everyone at my site, and starting this new job that I spent 3 years prepping for!

Thursday, July 30, 2009

Trier

Yesterday i went out on my own in the city of Trier. I was a bit nervous since I don't speak a word of German. We worked it out so I didn't have to take the bus, it was quite a concern at the time :)
I think the day went pretty well considering I don't speak a word of German (well technically I guess I speak about 10 german words, but Shisser and Hallo will only get you so far) and I do not have an internal map.
The biggest incident of the day was when I bought a cup of coffee at the McDonalds. I got to the city at 9, but most everything didn't open till 10 so I thought I would get a cup of coffee while I waited. I ordered a coffee with milk and went over to the area at the counter with sugar and stir sticks. There were 3 choices: a brown package which I thought was sugar on the raw, a pack with little tablets of nutrasweet which I had seen at my friends house, and a white packet with regular sugar. I grabbed a packet of the regular sugar, or so I thought. Because after mixing it into my coffee (but before drinking it), the lady at the counter came over and told me I had just put salt in my coffee, oops!
The rest of the day was nice, exploring all of the Roman ruins of Trier (the city is I think the second oldest city in Europe, next to Rome), then going to an authentic Fribad (public swimming pool) in the afternoon.