Everyone knows how much I love traveling. But can I tell you something? I hate traveling. I love the destinations, just hate the process. And that is completely human. I thought taking a plane, bus, train, and taxi in New York was bad. I took three planes, four buses (two in the airport) and then had to walk to my house (not to far but with luggage...well we'll get to that). Yes, I have been in three countries and crossed half the world in 24 hours, go me. I honestly can't tell you how long I have been traveling, I don't know what time it is in any country, especially the one I am in. I am going to have a long chat with America about teaching us this crazy system of measurement. "Yeah it's about 500 kilometers" "Bus leaves at 16:00" and so on and so on (I know that last one is math but...lazy American over here).
SOO let me outline it all in literally painful detail. Grab the popcorn. Okay maybe not because it is late and I am tired. Canada has horrible overpriced cheeseburgers. By the time I got to Toronto I was just meh. By the time I got to Frankfurt I was dehydrated, sleep deprived, and just plain angry. And by the time I got to Stuttgart, it was too much. Wound up sniffling my way through Reutlingen. Angry, tired, tears. And let me tell you, language barrier was rough but the Germans remained concerned and helped me with my bags and on the buses. I was very grateful, and that's something I was very excited about experiencing, just maybe not that way. I met some awesome Americans on the bus too, shout out to Chris from Indiana who helped me all the way to my dorm. I was lucky to be able to get my key since I arrived to campus so late. Then I immediately made friends. The two other Marist students had made friends too, and we went out for food and drinks in the city. I enjoyed a steak and potato meal complete with Strawberry Margarita. Let me tell ya, Mexico does it better. And no, I am not ready to commit to German beer yet. We explored downtown and...man I should have taken my phone because it is beautiful. There is a wine tasting event with some native German food that we are going to hit up tomorrow, already discussing everything we want to see.
This trip was long, and I should have been in bed hours ago because of everything that I went through trying to get here, but I honestly could not have had a better night.
8:00 am German class tomorrow? It's lit. And by that I mean I'm probably going to pass out.
-Hayley Rae
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