IM HOME!
OMG it feels so amazing to be back in Germany again. When I came off the plane both my mom and I were a teary hugging mess. Really I don't cry at those things but you know, I didn't want the little lady to cry alone ;) Yeah so looky here I have one of these live journals now, I realize how crappy I am at keeping in touch so I figure anybody who cares can read this here thing and know what I'm up to.
Again, Germany is awesome. The other day my mom, step dad, and step bro were out walking in the woods when poof! out of nowhere we came across this raging fest with tons of people chillin out and drinking beer in the middle of the woods! And little kiddies were serving it. I love how relaxed the atmosphere is here, any day where the sun comes out is damn good enough reason to go out and celebrate. And the foliage is so pure here, there is never trash in the bushes and there are no cheesy billboard ads on the side of the autobahn- just pristine rolling hills, bavarian houses, and vineyards; Germany is a sort of paradise.
The other day I got dragged to Legoland to please the ten year old bro, I thought it was ridiculous at first but after a good ol lush German beer and a ride on the lego coaster (and a run in with oinking lego-pigs) I came to accept lego building as a sophisticated art and even posed for some pictures with piecy plastic basketball players and a huge head of Einstein. Really though, the Einstein was hot. And I must say, Amsterdam and Venice look ravishing in lego-wear.
The plane ride to Deutschland was super, my dad knows someone who knows somone so my ticket got upped a few thousand dollars to first class. So there I am, all decked out in jeans and a hoody, chillin in the first row with a bowl of slightly warmed peanuts and a glass of champaigne before the plane even takes off. The seats were sectioned off from other peoples and had a twelve button control panel that laid the seat down like a bed, it took me an hour to figure it out. Anyway, I got the neatest mouse-sized tube of toothpaste ever. I decided I wouldn't sleep on the eight hour plane ride, too much good music was to be heard on their surprisingly fat selection of music so I jammed the whole way while everyone else slept. Did I mention the bottomless pit of Australian wine they kept pouring in my glass? Ha ha, no, I only had two glasses. But out of the window I saw the sun rise over the clouds in every color of the rainbow while the big dipper shone over the spectacle it its bed of black sky. It was heavenly.
I took an African dance class while I was traveling in Arizona this summer and discovered one of my destinies. Dig this: All the girls in the class were white and normal-sort-of-uptight looking. But oh baby when those drums started beating and the voices starting chanting every one of those girls moved and lept with such primal beastly grace that I was absolutely flabbergasted; each one was a crazy, beautiful goddess of the earth. I must go to South Africa and learn the language and the groove from its roots.
Again, Germany is awesome. The other day my mom, step dad, and step bro were out walking in the woods when poof! out of nowhere we came across this raging fest with tons of people chillin out and drinking beer in the middle of the woods! And little kiddies were serving it. I love how relaxed the atmosphere is here, any day where the sun comes out is damn good enough reason to go out and celebrate. And the foliage is so pure here, there is never trash in the bushes and there are no cheesy billboard ads on the side of the autobahn- just pristine rolling hills, bavarian houses, and vineyards; Germany is a sort of paradise.
The other day I got dragged to Legoland to please the ten year old bro, I thought it was ridiculous at first but after a good ol lush German beer and a ride on the lego coaster (and a run in with oinking lego-pigs) I came to accept lego building as a sophisticated art and even posed for some pictures with piecy plastic basketball players and a huge head of Einstein. Really though, the Einstein was hot. And I must say, Amsterdam and Venice look ravishing in lego-wear.
The plane ride to Deutschland was super, my dad knows someone who knows somone so my ticket got upped a few thousand dollars to first class. So there I am, all decked out in jeans and a hoody, chillin in the first row with a bowl of slightly warmed peanuts and a glass of champaigne before the plane even takes off. The seats were sectioned off from other peoples and had a twelve button control panel that laid the seat down like a bed, it took me an hour to figure it out. Anyway, I got the neatest mouse-sized tube of toothpaste ever. I decided I wouldn't sleep on the eight hour plane ride, too much good music was to be heard on their surprisingly fat selection of music so I jammed the whole way while everyone else slept. Did I mention the bottomless pit of Australian wine they kept pouring in my glass? Ha ha, no, I only had two glasses. But out of the window I saw the sun rise over the clouds in every color of the rainbow while the big dipper shone over the spectacle it its bed of black sky. It was heavenly.
I took an African dance class while I was traveling in Arizona this summer and discovered one of my destinies. Dig this: All the girls in the class were white and normal-sort-of-uptight looking. But oh baby when those drums started beating and the voices starting chanting every one of those girls moved and lept with such primal beastly grace that I was absolutely flabbergasted; each one was a crazy, beautiful goddess of the earth. I must go to South Africa and learn the language and the groove from its roots.