Monday, March 06, 2006

Bonn

Today was the first day I actually enjoyed myself in Germany. If I haven't mentioned it, the first two days were extraordinarily difficult. I was REALLY homesick. Confused. German was practically unintelligible. The people running my program, whether intentionally or not, leave you very much to figure things out on your own (where to buy groceries, which buses to use, etc.) But today I didn't get lost on the bus or anything. Things morphed from horrific to fascinating and I became a lot more relaxed.

A few little victories:
I actually bought a doughnut at the Bäckerei (bakery) Zimmermann, across the street. I realize now that one isn't going to be enough (it's kind of a small puff, covered in sugar -- not very similar to anything Dunkin' Donuts offers). They're delicious and I imagine I'll want three for breakfast every weekday.
I attended an introduction/orientation grammar class. Jutta Paust is the teacher and she's a bit tetched. She darts all over the place and announced that we had to open all the windows ("Wir müssen frische Luft haben!"), despite the fact that the temperature is hovering around -2C here (high twenties, low thirties Fahrenheit).
The 'fresh air' froze us and stank of burning rubber, but at least Jutta was content.

I bought some home supplies at Kaufhof, a department store in the Universität Marktplatz. It smacks of Nordstrom or Bloomingdale's; really any common middle-to-high priced American store. That same department store smell of new fabrics and plastic bags was soothing.
I hope to upload some pictures of my neighborhood groceries, particularly Norma -- a small, cheap spot with lovely foods and Marilyn Monroe as mascot ("Ich heiße Norma.") Aldi isn't bad either -- I think I've even seen a few in the US, so it's perhaps not very interesting to any of you.
Before my class with Jutta, we all met at the Universitäts Hauptgebäude and walking back from lunch I took a couple of pictures.
Before I forget, something quite charming -- two men were playing Toccata and Fugue on accordions in the marketplace. Their playing was gorgeous -- almost identical to the way it sounds on an organ. I wanted to stop and listen better, and would have if my companions weren't so keen on running here and there. Next time, for sure.

The photos:
Bonn is beautiful. Enjoy.






A view of part of Immenburg (my outer neighborhood):