Ok, so, like, I'm here. In Germany.
This is my fourth full day here.
My first impressions?? Yeah, well, I know its a different country and all, and everybody speaks a different language, but for some reason I dont feel strange or uncomfortable like I thought I would. It feels almost natural. Like as if I moved to a different state in Australia. Except, I don't speak the language heaps good.
The first couple days at the breakfast table I was asked about whats 'happening' in Australia...news wise.
Umm, what?
I. Don't. Watch. News.
I. Don't. Read. Newspapers.
This is what I know thats current in Australia:
U.S.A is 'winning' because they bumped off Osama Bin Laden.
Yeah. Exactly.
Everybody knows that. If you dont know this, that rock you have been living under slipped and hit you on the head and killed you off also. Although, you, Dead Soul, if you are now in hell, I suppose you too are aware of this news. How is ye ol' Mr Bin Laden? Nice chap??
Also, if I mention Julia Gilard and grumble something incohernt, then, that pretty much sums up Australian news.
What? Me? Ignorent? Pft.
On Wednesday I went along with my cousin and her friends to tennis 'training'. Their idea of training is pretty much exactly what sports day tennis was like at school. A lot of standing around talking and eating lollies. But it was fun, they even thought I was only like 19 years old. RESULT!
I've also been driving with my uncle. Me, driving, on the right hand side and in a manual again. Its been a while since I drove manual, but it really is like riding a bike...you don't forget. I only grabbed to the left for the gear box once. Tried to drive on the left side again twice. And activated the windscreen wipers instead of the indicator only about a thousand times. Whatevs, I'll get there.
Its totally not as warm as I thought it was going to be, apparently last month it was very warm, it seems I brought the weather with me. This here spring is like there autumn/winter. And I only brought one pair of jeans with me. Crap.
Today, I went with one of my aunt and uncles family friends to the local markets. We walked around a bit, and then sat outside at a place called Einsteins where we drank a glass of merlot and ate some pita bread with spicy quark. Will I explain what quark is? No.
Did that glass of red effect me? Oh yes.
One of his tennis buddies/friends met us there. He was cool. Crazy, but cool. He wore flat driving shoes, trackpants a la Mc Hammer, a bright red Nike Jumper, a long pony tail tucked into a multi coloured checkered scarf and a well worn floppy panama hat.
When we finished our spread, we sat inside and ordered three espresso macchiato, they also ordered mineral water and asked if I would also like one. I said 'ja bitte'. I mean hello! yes! of coarse I wanted one, its only 12:30pm and I'm already half drunk.
However, when the waitress came over with our drinks three mineral waters did I not see. Three tiny glasses filled with grappa. Unfair! I tried it, obviously, but man that stuff is strong, I dared not finish it. Just incase the idea got into my head that I should start dancing on the table or, you know, at least, do something embarrassing like drunk Theresa tends to do.
I was then dropped back home and the computer was free. So here I am.
Now I'm waiting for 3 o'clock cause my uncle and all his hunting friends are coming over and having some sort of shooting competition. This should be interesting!
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