Well I've got a few pictures for you. I think I've actually taken close to 500 from DC to this point - not surprising though, I'm always the one saying "wait wait, do it again!" Not much new to update on. Things are going pretty well. My little language camp thing is starting to wind down now. I miss my american snack food and the ability to know where and what everything in the kitchen was as well as just cooking whatever suited my taste buds. Not so much the case here, at least not in this temporary house.

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So I tried to do a caption for each picture but A) it's too long of a post and B) they end up next to a different picture than they should be. Frustrating. Picture 2 is a hedgehog I almost walked over late at night. Picture 3, 4, and 5 are my favorite pictures I've taken here.
Let me know what you think...

AH!
I am indeed in germany as I can witness by the fact that, while I am on blogspot.com's website (yes, that's .com), everything is in german (auf Deutsch)! Crazyness. But yes, I have arrived, safe and sound. I've actually been online most days since I've been here I just haven't taken the time out to update this. Let's see, was ist passiert?

DC was pretty fun. I do not feel that AFS has good organizing skills or tastes in museums or restaurants, but that's another story (AFS messed up our visit to the state department so we went to the airspace museum. WHAT?! When I asked if we could go to the Holocaust museum - you know, something that actually relates to our next year - I was told that was too depressing. Ummm, yeah...). Anyway. As I remarked before, a very interesting mix of people. It's funny because when I had my CBYX committee interview for the scholarship I remember the woman there saying "Now the 5 of you can hang out while people take turns being interviewed and you guys are all here for the same thing so I'm sure you have a lot in common and you never know; the person sitting next to you could be your best friend for life!" Now I can honestly say that the other 4 people at my committee interview were not people I would have as my best friend aber das ist mir egal. (germans use the word "egal" like we say whatever. It's fun, try it.) But the people at DC, there are a handful who could very easily be my twin and I have so much in common with that I could see knowing them the rest of my life. On the other hand, there are a good 10-15 that I have absolutely NOTHING in common with, and a good 20-30 in the middle. The flight was pretty fun. My attempt at sleeping failed so I read and listened to music. Then we landed and got name tags that told us what train to take to get to our host families for the language camp. Now, coming to germany I knew that the drinking age (for beer/wine) was 16 as was the smoking age. So I told myself my euros would be for a german beer and cigarette (though I guess those are essentially universal but that's besides the point. So we landed at 7:30 and my train left at 9am! That gave me no time to go get a beer with friends which was frustrating because other people's trains didn't leave until 3 and 4 pm. Boooo. We took the train from the airport to the train station, where we had less than 4 MINUTES to switch trains. Yes, you read correctly, 4 minutes to get 20 kids from one train to another with all their luggage, and you know how punctual those germans are! With the help of some serious running (during which I laughed the entire time) we made it on the train. OH, I forgot the details of my name tag. So I knew nothing about this temporary host family except the name Ingrid Casper-Kunz and on my name tag it said "Telefon: ". Yes, that's right, they didn't even have a telephone number listed. Luckily I was sleep deprived enough to not really care but when I got to the train station they searched me out and found me (the mother and father). Now, we'd heard about german modesty and handshakes and lack of affection - could not have been farther from the truth. I went to shake my host mothers hand but instead got a huge hug. I then shook my host father's hand, after which he gave me a hug. And from what I've seen walking around, germans are quite affectionate, so disregard that rumor. I have a host sister who is 18 and studied in Thailand for a year with AFS and a host brother who is 20 and done his Zivildienst (required german male military/civilian service at 18 y.o.) and there is also another brother but he doesn't live at home. So yes, what else. Language camp is going well - very easy. I definitely think I was the cutoff of intermediate/advanced but it's fine, it's easier that way.

Things I've noticed about Germany:
The spiders are quite large. I do not appreciate this.
People do not jay walk. I cannot fathom why they don't, but they just do not do it.
German children are much cuter than american children and much better behaved (in general).

I've begun compiling a list on things I like better in germany vs. the US. So far the only thing the US has on germay is toilets - hier they are poorly engineered. I'll take a picture later to show. I can already feel my english declining, especially my spelling (as I'm sure you'll notice) but on a good note I can understand pretty much everything here (or at least the important things) and as far as speaking goes - ehhhh, it's coming. Hah. Last night I watched the news (they showed the planes crashing into the towers again which was weird because I don't think I've seen that since 9/11 and people in the US are SO sensitive about showing it) and then Mean Girls, in german. So good. Oh yes, my host mother. So funny, love her. If you have seen the incredibles, think of Edna Mode, but a bit thicker in the waist and you have my host mother. Also, many germans think 9/11 was a government organized thing used to start the war. Interesting...

DC!

I am in orientation hell.
Not really, I exaggerate. It's both incredibly amazing and terrible. The other 48 kids are, well, interesting. Some really odd kids, socially awkward etc and also some amazing kids that are just a blast to be with. We all are on the same hotel floor; girls are on one half, boys are on the other. We have a "curfew" of 11... yeah.

They took my passport when I got here. I'm a little upset about that. I think i can hold on to and manage my own passport, thankyouverymuch.

Was noch?

Yesterday was, I swear, the longest day of my life. I was up until 3am packing, then I got up at 5:30 to shower, finish packing, and head to school. Was in school for 2 blocks then left and drove to DC. Got here, got settled then we had icebreakers meet and greet type stuff. Hung out in people's rooms for the night. We've definitely already fallen into our own little cliques which is kind of annoying but at the same time really nice. Teenagers are creatures of habits; there's no denying it. But we are all still social with one another. It seems like just about everybody that I've been hanging out with will be in my language camp in Göttingen except for danielle, which bums me out, but oh well. So last night we were up again until 2 just hanging out in the room, a small group of us fooling around on laptops and listening to music and comedians. Thank you for free wireless. Amen. But honestly, at one point last night, around 11, I thought about how I had gone to school that morning and said goodbyes and it just seemed SO LONG ago. Really, longest day of my life.

But today I am in orientation hell. They brought in a few new leaders but they are sadly here for today only. I like my little group leader; she's a riot. She speaks 7 languages fluently and a few others she can converse in. Insanity. She reminds me of Mrs. Cacali because we were talking about the most random and inappropriate things, which I love doing. Now the other women who are permanent with us I do not care for. There is Stottsy the Nazi, her twin sister, this rather rude woman and this german woman. I actually like the german woman though I have yet to speak with her (in english or auf Deutsch). She has an awesome german accent though so I just like hearing it.

But yes, congress tomorrow. In black pants, and a black shirt, and black shoes, and a black tie, in the sun, in the heat. Blahhhh. Oh well. Dinner is soon, in 3 minutes. The food is terrible. Oh, and my suitcase is definitely too heavy but we can check two bags (THEY LIED!) so I'm going to get a duffel bag or something tomorrow (considering i cashed my 120 something dollar pay check and yet i have not spent a dollar and I don't want to bring the cash with me to get killed by the exchange rate, WHICH!, just got better by a cent today - woot!) and can lessen the load of my suitcase so that I don't get charged the overage fee.

Ummm, so, there is a log cabin republican in my room right now (I still cannot fathom how that works; I swear it's an oxymoron) expelling his beliefs.

Oh my...