The whereabouts: Soooo…..instead of going to Germany, I actually came home.

To a point where it’s starting to weird me out, I feel far too comfortable here. It doesn’t really feel like I’ve ever not been here. I’m sure my mother would come up with a brilliant past life time karmic response something something. Love you mom. Despite her tenancy to get a little carried away with her theories (love you mom) you know…she may be on to something here…or there is something funny in the water. So I’m home. Good luck with the whole “Robekkah’s coming back to Kanada thing”. I’ve even started thinking in German…and I went the entire day without speaking English! I was actually pretty proud of myself there, after two days and being overly anal with trying to teach myself something…I think there is potential here (or else I’m so completely ensconced I’m starting to actually believe whatever it is that I’m thinking in German).

Anyways….

The inevitable has happened. My plane landed. What goes up must come down yes? I know I kept EVERYONE in such a terrible suspense, would she make it to Germany? Would she have her plane sucked into the ocean by one of those large…ocean…creatures….? Would she ever leave that dammed Heathrow Airport! I didn’t know the answer to that last one for a while, but yes, I did escape the now dreaded befuddled expanse that they apparently have some sort of backwards working order for. Anyways, yes, the plane, it was lovely.

Alright…I have a terrible confession…yes, we all knew I was unfortunately lax on the whole “I’m a vegan thing” but…the other option besides “chicken” or “ham” sandwich on the airplane was cheese. One half was the easy cheese that I could just take out and leave the sad molested version of what they were calling lettuce and tomatoes in the soggy plane bread along with the unidentifiable orangy goo smothered on the inside as well. The other half of the “sandwich” as we’re now going to refer to it as was soft cheese, luckily it was airplane food and so there is very little of anything, regardless though, I ate the second soggy breaded “sandwich” with the supposed soft goaty cheesy substance because well, the only other sustenance I scrounged up was a Subway muffin from Vancouver at the bottom of my bag. So yes. I ate it. I’m terrible I know. And it made me ill. There’s my tiny confession to all those who really well…could care less.

I also met a delightful lady on the plane who offered to feed me, cloth me, house me, take me in as her own, you know, the usual. She was lovely and so it’s nice to have another contact here.

So Hamburg. Dang. So here’s the fast of the lo down. My place is huge. Wow. Dorms in Canada….a third of the size. I’m living with six other people, we share three bathrooms, three fridges, a kitchen, eating room/common area thing. My dwelling has come equipped with a stupidly large desk w/ drawers (now we get in to the really exciting menial details) office chairs, big wardroby thing, one of those bench/box/storage things, a very large shelving thing, and you’ll never guess- a bed! Comes included with, for your comfort and enjoyment, one set of scarily clean, crisp and starched sheets, pillow, duvet thing, duvet cover…all very very white. Good ol’ Germans. I umm…borrowed one of British Airlines cute little blue and red striped blankets from the airplane though so it’s not quite so retina burningly white as well. I also found myself a plant. Yes. Found it. By the river. Yes, did I mention I live about 20 paces from a canal thing? Foot bridges…water… seagulls…one of those silly love swan boat things, you know, the usual. Anyways, yes. My plant. It’s lovely. I can see why no one wanted it. It’s the most painful plant I’ve ever met. I think I’m going to name it something badass like ‘Pain’ or something. It’s like a little palmy tree of death. It’s lovely I promise. And also rather umm…brown. The point is, I have some greenery now…or brownery. Plant life! Well….Plant! I like it alright! Well once again, my fingers got away on me a little bit…but well, that’s the way it goes.

Another highlight of my day…I was served beer in a bank. Thought I would mention that. (It was free too).

Anyways. I’ll give you some character umm…observations of my flat mates next time too, I’ve met three, and have two more to go.

I’m going to get my freezing self to bed now…I draped my radiator thing in wet clothes, even though it doesn’t know what turned on all the way actually means…I sort of get a tiny slow leak from it but not enough to counter my Massive bloody windows! Ooo Did I mention, I have massive bloody windows?! Well…not bloody bloody, but big! I have a corner room, so I have a skinny floor length window on one side and a really big tall wide one on the right side of the corner. Yeah…you’re going to get some Hamburg views at the end of this here. Enjoy~

(ps: mom, you’d be happy to know I found a “yoga mat”!)