Spiele

Last night I went to a play at the local school. Markus was evidently in this same theater club when he was a child. I have seen adorable pictures of this. This play was the adult club though. It was a comedy where they were all dressed up at a party and kept talking excitedly about someone named Peter and Myra. I really have no idea what was going on. There was a man who had a bloody nose and a woman who continuously was pouring herself more vodka, and at one point two police officers showed up during a scene where they were all dancing to La Bamba. I still don't know the story. I might have to live with not knowing. There are worse things.
Today I visited the community garden plot. Sehr shön. It is so warm here. I think today we will go shopping.

Pretty good joke book

Well, after some deliberation and a cup of tea, the gods decided I could finally arrive in Germany. I will spare you all the gory details of the trip but there was one funny moment. After literally running from one end of the Amsterdam airport to the other, only to find that my plane was gone. It was 4am my time and I didn't get a lot of sleep on the plane. The Dutch people are pretty hilarious without meaning to be. The girls are adorable in their classic airplane skirt suit. They want you to take a number and wait patiently and then they send you to three more lines to do the same thing. No one wants to tell you bad news, so they do it repeatedly by sending you to the next person who will tell you the same thing.
Anyway, I am in line trying to call home to wake up Markus so he can call his mom so she will go home. My phones are not working. I meet a woman from Boston who offers her new cell phone which she knows nothing about. I attempt to find the + key to dial international. It is 4 am. So, after much hilarity of asking people in line, she goes looking for the manual in her suitcase. She pulls out a novel size book and starts thumbing through it, I look at the title 'Pretty good joke book' She noticed finally too. She was too frazzled to laugh much, she travels with a joke book! Anyway, I finally figure out the right number combo and yell into the answering machine to Markus. Long story shorter...I grab a cuppucino and hunker down to sleep on the floor near the gate for 6 hours. Markus' mom picked me up, I ate some soup and went to bed. What wonderful sleep...

Missing you already!

I have to say. I know it's a little silly, but I am going to seriously miss my cat. Jackson don't forget me! Hopefully he will remember how to check his email so we can keep in touch. I'm leaving tomorrow. Trying to get everything into one suitcase is such a pain! I've decided to leave my rock collection at home to make room for my favorite fern.

Hurricane Sadness

I have to express my sadness that this place was pounded by a hurricane yesterday. It was pretty much at the center of Wilma in Playa de Carmen, Mexico. Cheers El Dorado! We had such a lovely honeymoon...How is that that a place exists so perfectly in my memory still? I cannot imagine what it looks like now. I'm sure that the thatch roofs really held on (for about seconds). They were so wonderfully woven together. I wish I had one in my backyard.

Leaving on a jet plane

I'm going to try this blog thing as requested by my favorite aunt. We'll see if I can keep it going...I'm leaving on Friday for Germany on Friday for 5 weeks.