My First (Half) Week

So, I’ve now been here for about four days. How it’s only been four days, I don’t know. It is beyond my comprehension that I was in my bed at home in hot and sunny Florida only five days ago.

I’ve thought over the past couple days about what to write concerning my first few days here and the words aren’t quite coming. I mean, I can tell you what I’ve done (I’ll do that in a second), but I wanted to write this beautiful, artistic description of my journey adapting to life in a foreign land. First, I’ll give you the facts. Maybe then I can give you the frilly version.

The family I’m with has been nothing short of amazing. They’ve all been so nice and so patient with me thus far. Sophia (the child I’m taking care of) is sweet and funny and has been showing me the ropes. The house I’m in is beautiful and my room is bigger than any room I’ve had in the past so you’ll find no complaints from me. My own balcony? Why yes, yes that is a thing I have.

I saw a lot of Bayreuth on bike with Karin the other day. I dressed as if it were -234875423 degrees but in reality it was mid-high 40’s which means I was way too warmly dressed and kicked myself later as a result. Even still, the town is so bike friendly and it’s so beautiful my breath was continuously taken away. This bike ride was not solely for sight-seeing though. Karin and I were on a mission to get me signed up for a German language course at the university and since it starts on Monday, there’s been no time to laze about. After a few hours and three or four stops, we got as far as we could get for the day. We went to the school again the next day and got everything finished. I am now a real, bonified Universität Bayreuth student. The International Office has given the impression that they take an active part in their guest students’ time here so I have no doubt I can get involved at school when/how I want to, to make friends.

I haven’t taken nearly as many pictures as I want/need to because Fall is in full swing and I must document it ASAP since I know it’s fleeting. But for real. This is the second Fall I’ve seen and it is still just as amazing as it was the first time.

My birthday is this Monday and I have very divided feelings about the matter. Of course, on one hand I’m going to miss everyone at home doubly so because of all the days I’d want to spend with them, my birthday is pretty high up on the list. However, as has been pointed out to me, I will NEVER forget where I was on my 22nd birthday. I’ll be able to say I was in EUROPE!! How many people can make that claim? Other than residents of Europe, probably not many. As I’ve said a million times, this is such a unique and wonderful opportunity and for that reason I am glad I get to spend my birthday here.

I’ll leave you with the few pictures I’ve taken with promises of many more.

Sophia's sign for the airport. ♥

Sophia’s sign for the airport. ♥

Karin, Stephan, and I got to share a toast the night of my arrival. I'm pretty sure that was the first time I'd ever been toasted to. I liked it.

Karin, Stephan, and I got to share a toast the night of my arrival. I’m pretty sure that was the first time I’d ever been toasted to. I liked it.

Heck yeah I did.

Heck yeah I did.

This is the view from the back door. I LOVE FALL.

This is the view from the back door. I LOVE FALL.

Surprise Plate. What is it? Candy/chocolate arranged surprisingly on a plate after lunch. What is it also? The best thing ever.

Surprise Plate. What is it? Candy/chocolate arranged surprisingly on a plate after lunch. What is it, also? The best thing ever.

Here's the view from the upstairs window in my room. Incredible? I think so.

Here’s the view from the upstairs window in my room. Incredible? I think so.

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