I live in Detmold, teach in Blomberg, and (maybe) go to the Uni in Bielefeld.
Donnerstag, 13. September 2012
Orientation
Sonntag, 9. September 2012
Disclaimer
Samstag, 8. September 2012
IKEA!
A not great success is the fact that I have no clothes to put on those new hangers. We got back from shopping at about 3 and there were no suitcases anywhere in sight. So I called Delta again and talked to the most unpleasantly rude person I've ever had to deal with on the phone - and I used to work at our alum calling center bothering people and asking them for money! The man essentially bitched right back at me about how I'm somehow supposed to automatically know that "industry regulations" mean that Air France, as the last carrier I flew, is now responsible for my luggage. He then proceeded to offer to find for me the number for the airport I flew into, and became even more agitated when I called him out on the fact that according to what he had just said, I needed to talk to Air France, not the Köln airport...
Vowing never to fly Delta again (joke...my return flight is already set to be booked through them I think) I called an Air France number, where the man was very apologetic (and delightfully French-accented) and checked my phone number and said he would look into it and call me back as soon as he could. When he hadn't three hours later I called again and discovered they still didn't know anything, although they at least seemed to care.
So, although Susanne had invited me over for dinner again, which would have been fun, I cancelled on her and resigned myself to an hour of searching H&M to find some clothes for the orientation meeting I have next Monday-Thursday back in Köln. Ironic, no? And then proceeded to buy all sorts of shampoos and soaps and stuff that I rue using. And then proceeded to launder the few clothes that I did bring with me that I've already used up. Fresh jeans here I come! Also, German laundry machines are disastrously small. Mom, I promise not to let that become an excuse to wear dirty clothes all the time.
Cross your fingers for my luggage arriving at some point! I'm moving past the fact that it's so delayed and inching towards a state of terror that it might be lost forever.
Freitag, 7. September 2012
"Welcome at Cologne/Bonn Airport"
Background: Just graduated from WashU with my degree in German, going to spend a year in Germany assistant teaching English at a Gymnasium (German high-school equivalent, college prep), where my students will all know that you say "Welcome to," before I start a German PhD program at UNC/Duke next fall.
The adventure starts with horrible flights, lots of running through JFK, bursting into tears once I make it on the plane, rushing again through the Paris airport, arriving in Köln to discover my luggage is still in New York (still no idea where it is, the clean laundry is down to 2 shirts, 2 pairs of underwear, and 1 pair of socks eeeeeeek), calling the parents from the Köln airport to cry some more, getting on a train and barely being able to stay awake, being terrified I'm going to miss my connection and wake up in Berlin, blah blah blah but I finally make it to Detmold! And within 24 hours I'm immediately plunged into that "Oh my goodness I love everything about Germany this is great I love everyone how amazing could this be" phase. Susanne (my Betreuungslehrerin, the English teacher at my gymnasium who is like my intro/guide/overall extremely helpful person) picks me up, takes me to my apartment, we meet my roommate, my room is huge and clean, my roommate takes me on a little tour of the city, I go home to "rest" and discover netflix, hulu, and grooveshark don't work in this country (but fratmusic.com does, and has a country section), Susanne picks me up again for dinner at her house, loans me sheets and a towel, takes me back home, and I pass out. Next morning she super-kindly takes me to appointments she's made with the Ausländeramt (office for getting documents for foreign ppl, they fingerprinted me!) and the bank, to open a German account so I can get paid (!!!), and everything is way easier than I expected.
Detmold is not as heinously picturesque and Tübingen was but is still pretty cutesy-German, and there is a Schloss (castle) in which an old Fürst (some sort of nobility, the translations for such words still elude me) still lives! Anyways, I'm in that I-love-Germany-phase probably because I live a stone's throw from the Innenstadt/Füßgängerzone (inner city/pedestrian zone) and have not had to take a bus anywhere yet and have already had delicious Bratwurst for lunch and Susanne is taking me to Ikea tomorrow! Desk lamp here I come.
Language-wise I'm also doing far better than ever before in Germany in terms of listening (duh) but I can't say anything that makes sense! I'll go to say something and a horrible rush of German comes out, some declined/conjugated, some not, verbs everywhere (German is very strict about where you can put it's verbs), my accent all over the place, and I've probably said a lot of dumb anglicisms like "I'm cold" instead of "It's cold to me," the former of which means I'm like a cold/unfeeling person...but better than saying "I'm hot" which roughly translates as "I'm horny" (can you say awkward?).
I was able to chat a little with Susanne today about what the hell I'm actually doing here, it sounds like I will truly be an assistant teacher, which is totally appropriate, doing a lot of small-group work with the kids, and if I have ideas for lessons or whatnot I can work them out with the teachers. So sounds not stressful but hopefully structured enough that I can actually learn a lot!
At the beginning of my attempt at blogging about Tübingen I posted my goals for my time in Germany; I believe they were "wear earrings every day" and "learn German." I'm gonna stick with both of those, perhaps in a month or so I'll add something really exciting like "put on mascara every day"...and now I will sit in my apartment and hope fervently that my doorbell rings soon and some nice man is waiting outside with my luggage!
Samstag, 23. Juli 2011
The most productive week of my German life
I haven’t done ANY traveling lately (staying in Tübingen has been amazing and totally necessary in that I’ve been writing a Hausarbeit, term paper, and trying to study for exams). I have therefore been unusually productive lately, and thus last week is a great week to highlight how I spend my time here without seeming like a total lazy bum.
Monday: American history at 10am, salad for lunch at the Mensa (student cafeteria), library to jump on the computers and print stuff out, Poverty class at 4pm, home for dinner, back to the library to do some reading, bed. Note: Monday nights are NOT normally spent at the library, but rather at “Tangente” a wonderfully sketchy bar that has karaoke on Monday nights.
Tuesday: Schnitzler class at 10 am, kinda boring, home for lunch, read for my next class, go to the American history sub-section-type-thing, go home, dinner. Not terribly productive.
Wednesday: Wake up, write an intro for my Hausarbeit, meet some other Americans at a café, pound out quite a few more pages, type up notes for two of my exams that I’ll take a week from Monday, dinner and bed. Note: Wednesday nights are also normally spent going out somewhere, sometimes to Tübingens really big club “Top 10.”
Thursday: Wake up late, read a bit for class, go to “Dorfgeschichten” at noon, have some lunch and answer emails, go to Pronunciation Training at 3, meet some people at a café to do work after class, write a few more pages. Have delicious falafel for dinner, do a bit more writing in the library, and then go “Würfel unser Cocktails!” (order a cocktail, roll a dice, how much you roll is how much you pay) at Schöne Aussichten.
Friday: Wake up late, go to the Bürgeramt (Citizens Office?) to un-register from the city (sadness!!!) go to a café and continue the mad writing spree, finish my paper, (WIN, its over 4500 words auf Deutsch), buy some wine, and have a girls-night on the balcony/porch/thing at my apartment.
Saturday: Wake up not too late, go to the library, start revising my paper, have lunch, continue revising, sort-of finish revising, go to a café for some much-needed caffeine, go home and have dinner, then meet some Germans at Tübingens little Bier-garten on the river, and speak lots of German.
Sunday: Wake up late, finish revising the paper/adding some secondary literature, church at 6:30pm, home to dinner and bed.
The week of work really paid off, as I was able to turn in my Hausarbeit this past Tuesday! After my roommate corrected it for me on Monday night – it took her two hours and she had a rather confused/extremely concentrated look on her face the whole time. Hope my professor doesn’t fail me for my crap academic written German...I also went to my last class Thursday (sooo happy that Uni is over) and have just two mündliche Prüfungen (oral exams) next week before I'm done!