Well hello there! I hope all is well on your end of the world. Today I figured, hey, why not write about things that happened weeks ago but are blog worthy. As you may have noticed, I know my parents have, I’ve become horrible at this blogging thing, and just never update. But, as I may have said in a previous blog, my life is just so normal, that I forget there are other people on the other side of the world wanting to read about what I am doing as a year as an exchange student. Well world, I am living life as a German teenager.
I will begin with Spring Break. I went to ENGLAND! It was really great. My host sister and I tagged along with the school trip made up mostly of sixth graders and their parents. My school has a few teachers that do this trip every spring and fall. Franzi and I were parentless, since my host mother had done it three times already in her lifetime. We were old enough, and didn’t get into toooo much trouble.
We drove, YES AMERICA, DROVE, on Saturday March 31 to England. It took 12 hours, and we drove through Holland, Belgium, and France, then took a ship over the channel and hello English speaking world! We stayed in a little seaside town, Hastings. Sunday morning it was rise and shine and time to drive to London! It was about a two hour drive, and as soon as we got there we met up with my older host sister Thesi. She is currently living and working in Windsor or somewhere near there. She, Franzi and I spent a little time with the group and saw Buckingham Palace, Westminster Abby, Big Ben, along with a few little things in between. We split up from the group at lunch time and went our own way. We had lunch at market then jumped on the Underground to go to Camden. Camden was just a huge secondhand market mixed with food from all over the world and the craziest little shops you can think of. We spent a few hours just wandering around and looking at all the neat things. It was a great afternoon. Franzi and I then went home to Windsor with Thesi for the night. We were lucky that we were allowed to split from the group for the night, so that were could spend time with Thesi and see her new life. The next day we just wandered around Windsor. I got to see where… the Queen or someone lives, and also Eton, the fancy schmancy boarding school. Thesi says its really funny to go by there on a normal day because all the boys are all dressed up. Sadly, it was Easter break. Franzi and I caught a train back to London and got there with an hour to spare. We met up with a really good exchange student friend of mine, Meredith. She was in London for the week with her American mom. Even though it was only about a half hour, it was great to see her. We met back with our group and drove back to Hastings for the night. The next day was spent in Canterbury. We saw the big cathedral and then the afternoon was just Franzi and I wandering around. It was lovely. The last day we spend in the seaside town of Hastings, where we were staying for the week. Franzi and I found one of those arcade places, or more gambling than playing. We decided to use all of our leftover money to play, it was a great afternoon. We won all sorts of dumb prizes.
England week was over! And on to EASTER! I love Easter, and lunch at my grandmothers house is always the best thing in the world. Sadly, here really didn’t live up to it. We had lamb, which was interesting, but I missed the normal buffet of the Blackleys. During the afternoon we just hung out around the house. And at night, there was Osterfeuer, Easter fire. It was a village event, and just a HUGE, I mean huge, bonfire and beer, the typical German way to celebrate something, drink beer. I went with the girls from the village, and all the others from the village were there as well. It was just a fun night with friends.
The second week of break was dance course week. I don’t know, it’s not something that happens in America, and from what I have heard from friends, it doesn’t happen here either, but its normal for my host family and their friends, so I was included. Franzi and I went to someones house to live for the week with 20 other kids, I was the oldest, most were around the age of 14 or 15, 8th and 9th year in school. They were all really nice kids and I had a great week. We learned classical dancing in the morning, and friesenrock in the afternoons or evenings. We were there from Monday until Saturday, but I unfortunately got sick. I was sick the whole time with a sore throat, but on Thursday night it got pretty bad, I had a fever and just was so cold the whole time. My host mother picked me up Friday morning. I was hoping to be able to go back Saturday night for the party, but was feeling still pretty crappy. Luckily I felt better on Sunday and was allowed out of the house to take the dog on a walk. It was wonderful, freedom. I still had a cough the rest of the week, but a week and a half later, I think I am pretty much back to normal.
I had my birthday! The weekend basically was just eating cake and being with friends. I had a kind of party in the village, but really it was just the normal meeting and hangout, but with the added bonus of cake and everyone telling me happy birthday.
I would like to apologize for lack of writing, but as I have said, my life has just turned into life. It’s not longer the exciting new life, its my normal. And I really don’t have much to write about. I just go to school, don’t do anything, but go nevertheless, during the week. And weekends I am usually in the village with friends or on the rare occasion, at a party. It’s nothing special to y’all in America, but it’s so special to me. I don’t know how I will leave this life.