Sunday, January 25, 2009

My eventful weekend!

Hello there! I am in agony but I'll come to that later! My weekend was great! It truely opened my eyes.

Friday: I got up super early to go all the way to Bern to see the Alps. So off I went, totally prepared to be overwhelmed by multitude and massivitude of the the Alps. As the train crept closer and closer to Bern the rain started to fall and the mist and fog came with the rain. I was standing a misty Bern ready to kill as you may have guessed the Alps were rather shy with the mist! I went to the tourist office and asked if there was any point to Bern without the Alps and I was sent to see the former orphanage. Well, that sums things up! Bern is actually quite interesting and beautiful. I wandered around and took photos of anything that looked mildy interesting including a staircase in the middle of the street. Bern was unbelievably icy. I slipped on ice and caught myself, then unbalanced, flaying my arms around and around,settled myself rather pleased with myself and then fell right onto my bum! A tourist took a photo and laughed and left me sitting in the ice. I went to an art gallery and saw a feminist exhibition called "We all have AIDs. And we're feminists too!". There were...interesting pictures with scissors and how to use them to free ourselves from men. Oddly enough though, these feminists were actually quite fond of male domination. I think giving them an entire exhibition confused them a little. After 4 and a half hours of sight seeing all I wanted to do was to sit down for hours on end so I went to the cinema. I asked for a ticket for "the next film in English no matter what is it" The girl laughed but then realised I was serious. I got to see "Slumdog Millionaire" which is truely fantastic and deserves every prize it's nominated for! I headed back to the train station and went home truely exhausted! Pity about the Alps. Third times a charm.

Saturday: So after pulling myself out of bed I went off to Feldberg with Carlo, Christie, Brita, Ola and Karina. Brita and Ola decided to teach us all how to snowboard. It turned out Carlo was lying that he had never been snowboarding so they had Chrisite and I to teach. And WHAT a task! Snowboarding is awesome fun but scary as hell. I don't think I'll ever go professional, out of modesty for my talent that is! The thing is with snowboarding is that you get cocky and think you really good when in actual fact you're a complete danger to everything and yourself. I fell and flipped over on my board, and heard my knee crack. No bones broken, Thank goodness but I couldn't move my toes or leg until Christie got me off my board. Then everything worked then so I think it was just the shock. So I've a cool piractical limp now. It looks good and I'm throwing a fancy dress party in two weeks so what perfect timing. While we were on the slope. Christie started shouting and pointing and guess what we saw...THE ALPS!!! They were so clear and beautiful. I was so happy and yet so so SO angry at the same time! We ate something called "Apfelkrapfen" in the skiing restaurant. It was like a danish except deep fried with apple and heart stoppingly covered in custard!

Saturday Evening: We decided that we'd go to a houseparty with Ola and Brita. This was something out of a drugs raid in all the Hollywood movies. The very top of a very old house was this apartment with winding corridors and low ceilings. It was impossible to see much inside as they covered the lights. So I went out and started looking at the stars as the visibility was amazing. I saw Orion (of course), The Big Dipper and the Small dipper! Which was pretty cool. I got talking to a Croatian and an Indian boy. The Indian wasn't interested in the stars so I was left with this Croatian whose name was Thomasslak. He thought I was awesome and that everything I did in life was "hot". I tried escaping three times, got Ola to talk to him, Carlo pretended to be my boyfriend but none of it worked. I gave him a fake number but he rang it while I was standing there, made me take out my phone and ring him. So now a Croatian somewhere in Freiburg has my number and is calling me today so that we can fence, snowboard, play badminton and look at stars together. I dunno how I do this to myself. When I was leaving the party he came out to see me out. Carlo got rid of him and said "You're alright looking in the dark, the light does funny things to you" Thomasslak smiled and said "Thank you very much" Oh dear. Within 5 minutes of leaving the party he had already rung me. Oh good! A new friend!

Sunday (today): I am in COMPLETE agony. I have muscles hurting that I didn't know I had. Pain is my only friend now. But I can't complain. I had a great weekend and got to see the Alps finally and I didn't have to go to Switzerland...again.

Out,
H

Wednesday, January 21, 2009

Only in Germany!




The Germans take pride in their English language skills and often try correcting what I say which they have failed at as now I have started using fake words and laughing quietly to myself if they say they don't know that word. Which unnerves them to no end. Cruel? Perhaps.

I like to find incorrect spellings around Freiburg which reminds me that Germans are still human and not these grammatically correct robots. I found this sign at Orsay which is a reasonably good clothes shop. You'd almost be able to buy something "nice" there.

German humour is something else! I was at a party last Friday and met two Germans who tried reenacting a British comedy skit. They couldn't start or complete the reenactment as they were in hysterics. I looked up the sketch the next day.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Lh_wygDUrxs
This is it and supposedly the funniest thing to all Germans. It's played every half an hour on New Year's eve on all German channels.

As you all know about Obama's inauguration so did all of Germany. So the Politikparty of the university decided to throw a party to celebrate the big day. They decided to throw a Black and White party, the posters were all over the college. On the poster was a picture of Obama wearing a white shirt and "BLACK AND WHITE PARTY" scrawled across the bottom of the poster. Only in Germany.

Sunday, January 18, 2009

My Weekend!

Well I haven't really written anything here for quite some time! This weekend was pretty awesome! I'm completely exhausted but I suppose that's a good sign!

Friday:
It was Ola's birthday today so He and Brita had a party in their house. By the end of the night after drinking 8 bottles of Sekt, tasted the local wines and Kirsh wasser we decided the only logical thing to do was to learn Irish dancing! I tried to recall dances from Irish college. It was entire mayhem! Christie then taught us the basic movements of ballet and we both failed at doing the splits. Her trousers suffered, thankfully I was wearing a dress! At about 5 am, We decided to leave the party after singing the German, Irish, Swiss, Swedish and American national anthem and traditional songs! The bakery below their house had opened so we got Schinken-Kase Croissants straight from the oven which helped with the walk home in -10.

Saturday:
I woke up at 2, bought apples, went home and then went to Irina's for a movie night. We decided to get pizza and walked over to the take-away. I was in charge of talking as I had a little more German but after awhile it was just easier to speak English. The man at the counter was really interested in me.


Man: Where are you from?

Me: Ireland.

Man: IRELAND! Oh, it is so beautiful. I went there many many years ago.

Me: Oh lovely, where did you go?
Man: Edinburgh


Me: ...No, Edinburgh is in Scotland.
Man: Oh, sorry, sorry, I meant North Edinburgh.Me: ...


Man: So, are you from the West or North of Ireland?

Me: ...I'm from the East

Man: *confused face*

Me: Dublin

Man: *even more confused face*....No, I've never heard of it. Have you ever been to Scotland?

Me: Yes, I flew over there quite a few times.

Man: Flew? That's crazy, why didn't you just drive?

Me: Well, it's easier to fly than to drive to Belfast and get a ferry

Man: But Scotland and Ireland are attached

Me: Eh..no they're not.

Man: No, they are. *draws me a map*

Me: ...eh no. This is a real map.
Man: IRELAND IS AN ISLAND!!!

Sunday:
Irina's Birthday was on Wednesday but as her party she wanted to go up to Feldberg (The highest point in the Schwartzwald) and play in the snow and make snowmen or in our case Snowbunnies! It was amazing, there were metres of snow that you would fall waist high in. The amount of snow we got in our underwear and down our necks from a snowball fight enthusiast was not as much but it was great craic! There was an igloo that people had burrowed through a bank of snow to make! There were constant snow storms that would whip you in the face but all you had to do was turn away from it to stop that. We hide inside the branches of a huge pine tree during the worst of the snow. We're going to go back there next week and learn how to snow board/ski as it's only €60 or so!


It was a good weekend!

Tschus!

xHx

Monday, January 12, 2009

For Lisa

I just wanted to shout out to Lisa! It's her birthday today! HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! xxx
(Lisa did not ask me to do this)

Thursday, January 8, 2009

Zombie Attack

Times like these I wish I had German before I came here. There's a lot of fuzz outside Stusie (which is the place in which I live). There are two fire brigades, two police cars, the entire place is sealed off with red and white taps and there's a man on a loud speaker shouting "ACHTUNG" every ten minutes or so followed by a vast amount of German that I cannot follow. Oh wait he just said "nicht". Well, that's a start. And Terry and I are the only people in the flat and we are the only ones that don't speak German (go team!).

So my only conclusion is that zombies are coming. I live on the 6th floor with metal shutters and a very fancy, very efficient, very german lock on my door. But I have seen enough Zombie movies to know that I am not going to make it.

"In my Life" By The Beatles is playing while the German man is shouting which is only dampening the mood even more. Nothing like a bit of melancholy before being eaten alive by zombies.

The man has stopped talking so I can only presume he has been eaten.

Tell Darjeeling and Leonard that I'll miss them!
Over and out,
xHx

Tuesday, January 6, 2009

I'm back!


Christmas was a bit too short but I have been united with Pharoah who has now mesmorised Terry who was minding him. So much so Terry wants to observe his behaviour...I wish I knew what Pharoah gets up to when I'm not around!


Also, I'd like to announce the arrival of our new kittens (In Dublin), Darjeeling and Leonard! I miss them and their teeny-tiny tails


Happy New Year! xx