...try not to offend. I'm having the hardest time establishing a code of behavior between my host parents and myself. I feel like I'm being a bad host child because I can't always make it to our scheduled meals. I try to act German, but it's nicht so gut. On a lighter note, the trip to Oysterland (whatever) was interesting, except that being a member of the ICU group I felt like we were all made to feel that what we were seeing was infinitely inferior to the heart surgery viewed by the other group. I didn't really care about not seeing the surgery, I just don't know why so much trouble was gone to to make us feel better about not seeing it. I felt like I was in the "special" group the way we were being consoled.
On a kickass note, I'm super stoked about our first intentional side trip we're taking to Amsterdam. It will be nice to be off schedule for a couple of days. I just hope that there aren't snakes...
...on the train. Get these snakes off my mother#$%^& train
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