First one...finally here

Well, I guess it's hit me now. It didn't even hit me on the plane that I was essentially moving to Germany for a decent amount of time. And, I suppose I still think that in one week I'll be leaving (I even think I've already had enough...). All the flights went smoothly and all my luggage stayed with me. Thank you to anyone who prayed for safe travels!

After we were met at the airport by our JYM people and boarded the bus to StuSta (StudentenStadt), they gave us big pretzels all slimed up with butter (Mom-you'd have loved it), Vitamin tablets for ein bißchen energie (Mom-you'd be happy I took vitamins), and a granola bar thing (Mom-actually, the granola bar has no relevance to you, but I just wanted to say Mom again).

I can't even remember things in chronological order. Since leaving, it has just felt like one giant day. I'm not even kidding, it's really bizarre. I've already been confronted twice by Germans who really want something. The first was an old man with a walker on the U-Bahn who asked me if I could please open the doors for him, and the second was a lunch lady today who was stacking trays and she yelled "MACH SCHNELL!!!" because I was taking too long to grab one.

Oh, did I mention I ate two big pretzels in one day? I think I ate only carbs yesterday. Carbs and salt. Too much salt....I miss fresh fruit and veggies. I contemplated buying some blackberries today, but when I grabbed a plastic container from the bottom of the arranged boxes, the lady selling them started yelling at me (sort of yelling). She had good reason to--I was being ignorant and not even thinking that all the rest might slide down.

Maddy, if you read this, I ate Brot mit Butter und Honig this morning for you! (Bread with butter and honey). I am by far the worst person to be sent anywhere on earth, because of my insane memory in terms of all the things I associate with people. More later, Julia and Christina just came to come get me to eat.