I hadnt seen them in four months.
Nathalie, and Sven.
The thought of traveling to Europe until Christmas was overshadowed by the pit of excitement in my stomach to see my lost friends.
(For those who are unaware, I am studying abroad in Greece for the fall semester of 2010, coming from the University of Connecticut as a journalism and communications-public relations double major.)
“The Germans” we called them. Sven was my next door neighbor in Hilltop Apartments for the entirety of the 2009-2010 academic school year. A fullbright scholar whom introduced me to other foreign exchange students, we had become close and the thought of visiting him and my other friend, Nathalie, was enthralling.
I had never been to Europe, let alone on an 8 hr. plane ride.
Saying goodbye to my parents was filled with overwhelming emotions, my mother and father cried as tears filled my eyes as well. How can one comprehend saying goodbye to all they have known for near four months?
I had decided in June to come to Europe September 2nd, 10 days before I had to be in Greece, where I would be untill December 18th. It was a spur of the moment decision.
Traveling to see friends seemed like the opportunity of a lifetime, as I would split my time between Stuttgart, Germany and Paris, France, where another close foreign exchange friend of mine lived, Stephane.
The culture shock hit me with such force I felt unstable and uncomfortable in my own body. I spent the first two days in Germany barely speaking a word.
Friends at home often describe me as the girl who will never stop talking or laughing, but here I was out of my element.
Sven fetched me from the airport, with no knowledge of German my layover in Dusseldorf was spent alone, and once I had landed in Stuttgart little assistance was given to me. I felt lonely and overcome by a sensation of temporary regret to choose to travel early. Less time with my family, was the only phrase running through my head.
I napped for sometime at Svens, jet lag crept up on me all to suddenly. Following my nap I traveled across town to Nathalies, where I was staying for my visit, her parents were kind and welcoming, much like her.
I woke up the next morning, feeling a bit more refreshed and open to new experiences. I had spent the following night sipping a cocktail in downtown Stuttgart with Nathalie, Sven, Hannah (another foreign exchange from UConn) and her sister in silence. I barely spoke a word all night.
We had pastries for breakfast, fresh from the bakery, an assortment of croissants, pretzels, and rolls. A family style sit down breakfast, Nathalies mother prepared an amazing strawberry jam by hand.
That day was spent at the Stuttgart Zoo, which was more than impressive in itself for only 6 EURO with my student i.d. Animals galore filled this zoo, everything from polar bears to monkeys and alligators.
Sven told me an interesting story about polar bears, as one sunned itself in the early afternoon rays.
Polar bears, are born white, they then become tan from the sun, and turn brown. They are then regular bears. As they get older, they turn white, and back into polar bears.
Hannah immediately remarked with a “shes going to go home and think Germans are retarded!”
Oh, german humor 🙂
I was still rather quiet for myself, soaking in my surroundings and trying to adjust to the change in tongue, clothing, and overall way of life.
Nathalie and her parents surprised me on the way to dinner later in the day with a trip to my first german castle, Schloss Solitude (Solitude Palace). The castle is located in the forests to the west of Stuttgart, and was built as a hunting lodge between 1764 and 1769 under Duke Karl Eugen of Wurttemberg. It is not a true castle though sadly, but rather a rococo palace.
We ate dinner with Nathalie, Sven, family, and friends at the “Beer Garden” that night, where I tried my first Radler! I fell in love immediately. Beer and sprite, a perfect combination for someone who wants to enjoy a light drink over dinner (and those who dont particularly adore beer like myself, and most girls!)
I had sausage of course for my entree, I was in germany right?!?!
Sausage, mustard, potato salad, and a light salad, accompanied by an end of summer cool breeze and mesmerizing sunset, perfection!
Joining us at dinner was a group of Canadians from Montreal, whom Nathalies cousin Matthias had met during his year at a University in Montreal.
Following dinner I sampled my first ice cream while in Europe, coconut, and it is definetly a true statement that European ice cream is MUCH better than that of America!
Next came my favorite part of my trip to Germany, a beer festival. (of course this was my favorite part of the trip)
Not as crazy as Oktoberfest by any means, but still, what is a trip to Germany without half a liter of beer in your hand? Approaching the tents live bands played everything from ACDC to Bon Jovi as germans danced on tables and enjoyed 2 euro 1/2 liters of beer! Here we actually ran into University of Connecticut engineers who were participating in a program abroad in Germany, what are the chances?!?! A little piece of home 🙂
That night we went out to a club, my first club in Europe!
Nightlife doesnt begin untill 12 a.m. at the earliest, which is a bit different from my typical University of Connecticut pre-gaming sessions starting by 9 p.m. But I happily adjusted.
The club was fabulous, yet hot. Blasting techno music there was no close dancing or raunchy moves as you would see in America.
The next morning I woke, and headed to the train station, on to my next adventure, Paris, France!