So more about that crazy trip of mine...I had what you could call a pleasantly unfortunate or maybe an unpleasant but fortunate trip. Many things went wrong but just when I started to get worried God sent me an English-speaking someone to get me through.
You know when you pray and you sometimes ask God to surround you with His angels....
Troubles began when we boarded our plane in Chicago and were almost immediately informed that Philidelphia was backed up and therefore we had to sit for an hour before even taking off. Big deal? Not ordinarily, but I had just under an hour layover in Philly so this meant trouble. Anyway, I got to Phil., ran to my gate because I was told that that flight was delayed also, but when I got there my plane was gone. Things continued to go unexpectedly, because my flight was rerouted, and my bags were misplaced. I got to Munich much later than anticipated so I got on my train to Freids much later, which caused concern that I would not make it to the hotel in time for check in. Here is brief list of all the amazing encounters I had:
*When I got on my first flight and was missing my family I was seated next to a friendly older couple that was very nice and tried to comfort me when I realized that I would most likely miss my connection.
*In Phil., sweaty and concerned, I ran into two American guys who were heading to Munich for Oktoberfest. We chatted until we boarded our flight to London and it calmed me down a bit.
*Also in Phil., I noticed a German couple who was apparently trying to get home to Munich and I ended up hanging out with them in London and then in the Munich airport while trying to locate our luggage.
*In London, while sitting in a waiting area to find out which gate I would be leaving from, I met a really nice guy from Texas who was also making his way to Munich for Oktoberfest. (Thank God for Oktoberfest because it brought an unusally large number of Americans to Germany on the same day as me!)
*My flight to London was really nice. I met a girl named Robyn who was my age and was from South Africa but had been in the States for like six months doing a nannying program. She was awesome and we have been keeping in touch.
*When I finally got to Munich and was trying to find my bags there was a very kind woman at the counter who helped me, and she spoke English. When I left Munich's airport to get on a train I only had one of my two bags which ended up being a blessing because it would have been very difficult and annoying to other people on the train had I had both bags.
*In Munich I had to take a train from the airport to the main station where I would then get on another train to get to Frieds. There were only machines to buy tickets from and I could not figure out how to get it to function in English and I started to get really frustrated. But then, I heard some guys speaking English and they saw me trying to listen. They asked where I was going and I told them the main station, well it just turned out that they were headed there AND they had a ticket that was valid for five adults and I made the fifth so they asked me if I wanted to go with them. I happily agreed. It was about a 40 minute ride, because we took the wrong train, but it still got us there. Two of the guys were from Jersey, one was from Australia, and one from England. Guess what they were in Germany for??? Oktoberfest!
*So I made it to Munich's main station and I bought my ticket to Freids, from a human being this time, who luckily spoke English. Unfortunately, I had to switch trains after about two hours and I only had nine minutes to do this...
*I got on the train and had to figure out the seating arrangements which turned out to be this: I got in the train at one end and needed to be at the opposite end, and I couldn't get out because we were already moving. So I pulled my bag through the aisle for the length of the train, hitting everyone along the way. Yeah, and it turned out that there were no open seats, so I just stood in one of the open areas by the WC. It sucked but it was much cooler there than in the cabins and as you could guess, I was sweating like crazy.
*A younger guy got on the train and he stood in the open area by me for a while. When some people got off the train, freeing up some seats, we went into the cabin to sit. He helped me get my bag up on a shelf and then sat next to me. Turns out... he spoke English and we ended up talking the whole time. He was half Brazilian half German, had lived in Saudi Arabia for the last two years and was heading to Mexico soon for an internship. He comforted me and told me what to do if I did miss my train that I had to get onto in nine minutes. So in Ulm, we parted ways. I grabbed my bag and booked it over to platform 6 and made it onto my train.
*On this train I met a girl who was also really nice. It started because I asked to make sure I was on the right train and then we just started asking each other questions. She had just finished taking an exam for med. school and was heading home after a long day. I also had her suggest a few things to see or do while in Germany. (I also had to stand on this train because there were no seats, but it worked out.) She got off the train a few stops before me but there was someone else waiting to talk to me...
*Some seats opened up so I sat down. I was nodding off but trying to fight it because I knew I would have to get off soon and it was dark by this point, so I would have to go by hearing what the conductor was saying. Across the aisle I noticed an older man, probably nearly 80. I figured because he was older the chances of him speaking English were slim. I was just staring out the window and I heard, "Excuse me." I turned and it was the older gentleman. He asked if I was a student at the university and I answered no and the next thing he said was, "Oh, Bodenseehof?" He knew of it and we got talking. It turns out he was familiar with the school, lives in Fishbach, and even had a daughter who lived in Wisconsin for a time. By the time we got to Freids. it was dark and I was getting a little worried about walking to my hotel, so I asked him if he knew of Hotel Goldener Hirsch. He didn't but he asked some other passengers, in German, where it was and then told me. We got to our stop and I helped him carry his bags down the stairs and he gave me exact directions to the hotel and I asked to make sure it was safe to walk here at night by myself (which he said it was), he also gave me his business card and it turns out he is a pastor. So, we parted ways, my hotel ended up being at the top of the stairs, literally a minute from the station. I had finally made it to my final destination: my goal for the whole journey that day was that hotel and the hot shower and bed that awaited me there. (Today, 01.10.08, I was walking back from Kaufland and guess who was walking just a block away from school? That precious old man that 'rescued' me that night!)
Once I made it to the hotel things went well. I took a shower and had the best night's sleep I've had in a long time. In the morning I had a nice big breakfast and then took a cab through my beautiful town to school.
Just Another Day in the NeighborhoodClasses are under way here at Bodenseehof and it is great. We have two lectures in the morning after breakfast and then have the afternoons free. After dinner we have another two lectures which end at nine and then we have more free time until lock up at 10.30.
During our free time we are able to go biking around town, go into Freidrichshafen which is about a 20 minute bus ride, or just explore in our little town of Fishbach. The lake is basically in our backyard here and on clear days you can see the mountains on the other side of the lake. Kaufland, which is a huge store, technically a grocery store but you can get everything from a pair of knickers to fresh produce there, is only a 20 minute walk from school. The school has bikes, kayaks, canoes, and a volleyball court for us to use and on the weekends they usually offer some kind of activity. For instance this weekend we are all going hiking in the Swiss Alps... haha, how weird is that? There is also a sauna that we are allowed to use: pretty sweet.
I feel a little brain dead after writing all of that so I am going to go get some fresh air now.