It has been far too long, people. I have lost my urge to say “Ja” to just about everything, some of my favorite German phrases still remain, however, things that Beata taught me (Matthias’ mother) are quickly fading. I still remember how to say “one moment please”, and “thank you for the water”, though: eine moment, bitte/danke fur das wasser.
I believe that this trip will require the expertise of “Creative Memories” in order for me to get all of my pictures, momentos, and little trinkets from along the way altogether and in some semblance of order. I just need to find someone that does Creative Memories….I am SURE I can find someone.
Let’s take the long way around the adventure, shall we?
Leaving the office for a week was one of the greatest moments in my entire life; if only it was for much….much longer. I remember going out with the guys to eat at Chipotle (one of my personal favorite places to eat), and then finally going to see Transformers at Showcase…for only $5! Tuesday specials with IMAX are awesome, people. Anyways, knowing that I didn’t have to work in the morning and my flight didn’t leave until 1pm, and having been packed for the past two days (this NEVER happens; that is how excited I was), I got to sleep in, do laundry to put away and chill out. Little did I know, the Detroit Metro Airport was about to happen to me.
Check in and finding my way to the gate to meet with Sarah was fine, being stuck on the runway was something I had not thought about. To begin with, Sarah and I (the girl I traveled with to Germany) only had an hour and fifteen minutes to get through JFK airport. We were stuck on the runway in Detroit for one hour. Beautiful people, do the math. Could one really navigate through NYC’s JFK airport in fifteen minutes!? Ummm, no. So, we were finally able to find our way to the Lufthansa terminal and get to the main desk. What transpired there could only be explained as Divine Intervention as with MUCH reluctance, the lady decided to allow us to get onto the next flight leaving for Frankfurt and not charge us for not giving ourselves enough time to get through the airport. I say Divine Intervention for 1) She got us on the next flight without charging us even though she REALLY wanted to, and 2) I didn’t get arrested because I really wanted to climb over the counter and squeeze her head till it popped off. The 3rd will be separate as the airline double booked our seats….
We arrived in Frankfurt a full 3 hours late leaving Leslie and Matthias’ wondering where we were since we couldn’t contact them to let them know we would be late. Nevertheless…we arrived…just without our luggage. It just doesn’t end, folks. We found out our luggage went with a later flight, so we decided to come back to claim our luggage later since we still had to pick up Bekah.
Leslie und Matthias’ apartment was sweet and cute and we were glad we packed a few toiletries in our carry on along with some clothes as we were able to settle somewhat and then head back to the airport. We got Bekah and our luggage and proceeded to our first small German city stop: Seligenstadt.
This concludes the 1st part of the Germany experience. Please flip yourself over to read the next entry on Sunday, October 21st.
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