das Wochenende
some of you have asked what there is to do here on the weekends, and in all honesty, i have to tell you, i don't know, because i haven't really been here on a weekend yet!! the lovely folk from the school have so far spared me the agony of having to figure that out by inviting me on various excursions =)
this past weekend, i went hiking in the black forest with a bunch of people my parents age or older. crazy, huh? it was actually really fun--and, of course, fascinating. for one thing, on the first day, we actually "hiked" through towns. on sidewalks. past bus stops. and this was seriously a marked hiking trail. parts of it were in foresty areas, and then all of a sudden, you were in a town, just walking down the street like a normal person for about 10 minutes, and then, back into the woods...and then, back out again. we had to cross roads and stuff. it was weird. the second day was more like traditional hiking--where we were actually in the black forest and it _felt_ like a forest. way cooler =)
one of the women in the group was 69 years old and ran the new york marathon a few years ago!!! (cat, this is you in 50 years...) crazy!! she's shorter than i am and has crazy long white hair braided halfway down her back and wore this tiny little bright pink backpack. she practically hiked circles around me, not to mention everyone else. it was hilarious! i was walking with her and sonja, the teacher who had invited me, for a while on the first day, and i hadn't really said much, probably 3 words total!! partially just because she talked so much herself and partially because i was a little freaked out (i mean, really, i was with a dozen 50-something year olds i'd never met in my life, you know?), and she turns to me, practically mid-sentence, and asks, do you actually _speak_ german? ummmmm, yeaaaaaah. (i'm telling you, germans don't let you get away with anything!) but really, she was great =)
i think the most startling discovery during the whole trip, however, was on the drive home--sonja's husband was playing rufus wainright and liz phair in the car! since when do i listen to the same music as a german man in his mid-fifties!?!?!?!? freaky.
this past weekend, i went hiking in the black forest with a bunch of people my parents age or older. crazy, huh? it was actually really fun--and, of course, fascinating. for one thing, on the first day, we actually "hiked" through towns. on sidewalks. past bus stops. and this was seriously a marked hiking trail. parts of it were in foresty areas, and then all of a sudden, you were in a town, just walking down the street like a normal person for about 10 minutes, and then, back into the woods...and then, back out again. we had to cross roads and stuff. it was weird. the second day was more like traditional hiking--where we were actually in the black forest and it _felt_ like a forest. way cooler =)
one of the women in the group was 69 years old and ran the new york marathon a few years ago!!! (cat, this is you in 50 years...) crazy!! she's shorter than i am and has crazy long white hair braided halfway down her back and wore this tiny little bright pink backpack. she practically hiked circles around me, not to mention everyone else. it was hilarious! i was walking with her and sonja, the teacher who had invited me, for a while on the first day, and i hadn't really said much, probably 3 words total!! partially just because she talked so much herself and partially because i was a little freaked out (i mean, really, i was with a dozen 50-something year olds i'd never met in my life, you know?), and she turns to me, practically mid-sentence, and asks, do you actually _speak_ german? ummmmm, yeaaaaaah. (i'm telling you, germans don't let you get away with anything!) but really, she was great =)
i think the most startling discovery during the whole trip, however, was on the drive home--sonja's husband was playing rufus wainright and liz phair in the car! since when do i listen to the same music as a german man in his mid-fifties!?!?!?!? freaky.
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