Meeting the Mairhofer’s

Sunday 17th:

So Sunday was originally planned as a pretty relaxing day, just to laze around at home and generally do nothing… It didn’t end up being lazy, but was still a relaxing and fun day. I was able to sleep in a little, as Dad’s friend Gerd wasn’t meeting me until 11am. He collected me from my host family’s house, and I think that gave Margit a little peace of mind. We drove back to Gerd’s town, Weil der Stadt, with varied conversation in my broken German and his far superior English. I suppose Gerd did have the advantage of having learned English for much longer than I have German, but I still feel bad for not using more. Continue reading

Schnee, Schneemann und Schneeballschlacht!

For the uninformed, the title translates to “Snow, Snowman and Snowball Fight.” Which pretty much sums up the past two days.

On Friday we had our first snow in Stuttgart, and to say that the Australians were excited would be an understatement! In our morning tea break of our German classes, a large contingent converged on the square across the road from the classrooms, and thus began the first snowball fight of the course! As I had actually taken food to eat in class that day, I stayed inside the classroom, opting instead to figure out how to open a window, and proceed to take a few photos. It was a somewhat successful venture, but it would have been better, had I been able to take some shots when it had been snowing heavily. Continue reading

Orienteering and Orientation!

Firstly, I’d like to apologise to everyone for a lack of updates over the past few days, it’s been pretty busy and the past two nights I’ve come home and crashed. Even tonight I’m really tired, but I can’t make that excuse forever! I made the commitment to post every day or so, and I will stick to it. So here’s the goss on the last few days.

As frustrating as it may be, I’m partially glad that my body clock still functions properly over the other side of the world. If I were home in Australia, I would be waking up with the sunrise, at 5:30-6am. Unfortunately, even though the sunrise here is not until after 8am, I have been consistently waking up at 6-6:30am (Stuttgart time though, so it could be worse!). It was a bit of a pain though, as on Sunday the hotel doesn’t serve breakfast until 8:00, so I had to entertain myself for an hour and a half in the morning. It was surprisingly easy. Continue reading