
It's strange to think that this place is going to be my home for the next couple of months.
Today I woke up around noon, which is nearly a first for me. I cranked open my metal shades only to see another cloudy day. Google informed me that it was supposed to rain, once again, causing a weather-induced lethargy, which delayed the start of my day until between 1 and 2.
Since I still don't know many people and don't have a ton of stuff to take care of yet, I decided to go into town by myself, for the fist time since arriving, and just explore and take some pictures.
I hopped on the VAG toward the city and got off without any idea where or what to do. I wandered in and out and around the center of the city finding little restaurants and shops that I might later like to try.
I was doing really well orienting myself in respect to a few landmarks until I got distracted by a guy who called himself Bo. It's nice to meet people who live in Freiburg, especially since I don't know any Germans well yet, but when I finally shook him I was quite lost. I eventually found my way back, had a pretzel, and went...home.
I still feel like a tourist here, especially when I go out at night. My hope is that I will get to know my illusive roommates...eventually....and this place will start to feel like home.
Until then, I'll be spending a lot of time either just exploring on my own or in my room with the door open, hoping that one of my 7 (I believe it to be 7, now) roommates will say something, anything, that might start another interesting conversation.
All is well. I love this city, and I know it's going to take some time to adjust.

1 comment:
Wie du jetzt sicher herausgefunden habe, Deutsche tenderien dazu, ihre Zimmertüre zu schließen.
Ich habe begrenzten Glück gehabt, meine Mitbewohner vom "open door policy" der amerikanischen Studentenwohnheime zu überzeugen.
Das beste ist einfach immer in der Küche rumzuhängen. Da kannst du am besten Konversationen anfangen.
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