It's nice to be back in Germany, though there's an awful lot to take care of.
I arrived in Frankfurt yesterday morning at the crack of dawn. The flight went reasonably well, especially considering that my seat got changed and I was placed next to a baby. Luckily, little Joshua was superbly well-behaved; he didn't even cry the entire flight! I didn't get much sleep, as cramped coach conditions and a happy burbling baby weren't conducive to crashing, but, all in all, I have nothing to complain about.
As a sidenote, mad kudos to Dallas/Fort Worth airport. They are clean, easy to navigate, well-decorated, and polite. Thanks for not being Chicago O'Hare.
Felix picked me up at the airport, and we immediately stopped to pick up beer. How German. What I most enjoyed, though, was the breakfast of Brötchen and fresh Leberwurst and Bierschinken. And, yes, Leberwurst = liver wurst. Sooo good. I had forgotten how amazing German bread and sausage is. So many bologna-like substances.
After crashing out for about four hours, I apartment hunted online before heading to a lounge to have a drink with a group of Felix's friends. Overall a good day, though I did have a mini-breakdown in the evening. Like I said, it's great to be back, but it's also strange... I've uprooted my life many times in the past three years, but I always forget that each move is accompanied by emotional turmoil and reacculturation.
On the plus side, life is moving along nicely over here. I head to Düsseldorf tomorrow, where a friend's parents have kindly allowed me to stay with them until I find a more permanent residence. I have two apartment viewings scheduled for Sunday, after which I take off for teaching orientation in Altenberg Monday through Thursday. Friday will be my first day at my school.
This is your German correspondent, signing off for now. Until next time.
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