The last few days have been really wonderful. Rachel packed a bag and stayed over Friday-Sunday, which was so awesome! Christianna, Josh, Rachel and I all went out to the Augustiner restaurant/hall to enjoy dinner and lovely conversation on Friday, then headed to Strannenhalle (I think that's what it's called) for a coffee and some live music--It's one of the few 24-hour places you'll find here in Munich. The next day, the three girls went to the Deustches Museum and explored the sights for a good three or four hours. Christianna had to leave to head to a rehearsal, but Rachel and I kept walking around the Marienplatz area and bought matching German bibles....haha. We totally did.

We made a really beautiful and tasty dinner together, which I won't take most of the credit for. Midnight meant bedtime, because the previous night we were up til 3 am. We spent Sunday doing things we needed to catch up on; I had homework so I demanded Rachel use my internet. (She has to pay for hers whenever she wants to use it at the house! How absurd! That's why I demanded she make use of mine because it's free.) We were really excited to go to church, and literally were counting down the hours. I never thought I'd be someone who'd wake up and think, "AWWW MAAAAN, DO I REALLY HAVE TO WAIT SEVEN HOURS until church!?" But that's totally how we are. We had a mad craving for those amazing roasted almonds, so we left a little early. I remember us both singing with joy as we pranced outside my door. I shut the door behind me, and Rachel said, "you grab the keys?" My jaw dropped. She probably thought I was kidding. "NO, I DIDN'T! And...and I'M NOT KIDDING!" Grrrreat. That sucks. I didn't know what to do and I was just in awe that I did that. We hung outside my door for about a minute or two, and decided there really was nothing TO do. So, we prayed while we walked down the stairs. Josh met us on the ground floor and I explained what I had just done, and then sure enough, some guy who "just happened" to be walking by us at the same time we reached the bottom of the stairs, "just happened" to know English, "just happened" to overhear us, "just happened" to have a pick, and asked what room number I was because he wanted to help. Thank You!!!

He was Jens from Denmark. Way to go Jens. It was just as exciting as it was unsettling though, because Jens' scrawny metal device open my door with little to no effort and a slight nudge on the door. It was then that I learned you can double bolt the doors (and, one should). How was I supposed to know? Lesson learned.

Church was amazing, then we had this meeting, where I volunteered to work at a camp this upcoming weekend about an hour from Munich. I have no explanation as to why I feel this way, but I am thrilled about it and really eager to be there. We shall see! On a general note, I've been sooooo blessed with the friends I'm making. But the truth is, I didn't make them. They were totally picked for me, which is why they are all the better. Some of us went to Adam's house yesterday night and cooked dinner together, and just had a great time hanging out and getting to know one another better. I have only hung out with some of these friends three or four times, but it doesn't feel that way at all to me. I already feel sad knowing I have to leave them. But yes, there is a season for everything. Everything.