That is to say, the Mall was crowded. Lots of people said it was worth any amount of hassle "just to be there". Well, good on 'em. Since crowds on that scale comprise my own personal version of the third circle of hell (just add humidity to upgrade), I wouldn't have left my house this weekend if it was ON FIRE.
Also, I don't like to stand on ceremony. I understand the importance and I'm not disparaging the need to conduct them for the masses, I just don't reap any personal or emotional benefit. The wealth of my emotion was spent the day after the votes were tallied. Everything else is gravy.
In deutschen nachrichten...
That's "in German news..." which is actually pretty misleading because I'm not going to fill you in on their weather or politics, but I wanted a clever transition sentence. Fail on two counts because if you have to explain it, it's not so clever and it's not even a complete sentence. Moving on.
We received our Willkommen! package today from our sponsor in Germany. For those of you who aren't familiar with the military, typically an incoming service member will be assigned an established service member at their new duty station for help with orientation. The information contained in the package can only be described by imagining every first day of school AND new job AND homeowners' association meeting AND pep rally you've ever been to, rolling them all into one and multiplying by ten.
My favorite part is realizing that NONE of our major appliances are dual voltage. Four hundred dollar vacuum cleaner? No. Brand new microwave? Ha. Even my beloved Sony Dream Machine is now a multi-buttoned door stop because of some weird hertz conversion that will make it slow. Damn you, Nikola Tesla!!
Also, late night runs to satisfy ice cream cravings are totally out. Evidently, German commerce disappears into a black hole after 6pm, reappearing like magic the next morning at 9am. Bring your own shopping bag and cash, as most German villages will not accept Visa/MC.
Something new since the last time I posted the info: our duty station has been changed to Schweinfurt, which, funny enough, lives up to it's name by being smack dab in the middle of the Franconian wine country of Germany.
Excuse me while I take a moment. (Guuuhhh, wiiiine.) Actually, the moment has been extended. That's all for now.
4 comments:
Oh dear Christ my friend, no commerce after 6pm. I'm sure I would die.
I'm with you on the crowds. I would rather shoot hot acid directly into my cervix than hang out with a couple MILLION people for several hours. My office ws good enough for me!
Well, when you are all settled in and need to get out and see the sights. just be sure to get out to Schnackenwerth (to the southwest) and Humprechtshausen (to the northeast). Ain't never been to neither, myself, but their names gotta make it worth the drive. And keep an eye on the hubby whenever he heads out the door...make sure he's not trying to sneak off to Horhausen (to the southeast)!
hope you don't plan on getting preg over there, what happens when you want pistachio ice cream at 2am? Eth?
and what about all your stuff? ebay, storage, family? mercy what a headache.... WHAT about your new Imac or whatever you called the laptop?
Who needs ice cream when you live in wine country?
Ellie
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