As I try to fit the final bits and pieces into my confined
suitcase, checking and double checking that I have everything: snow boots, plug
adapter, winter hat, all the things never needed in Texas, I find myself
thinking that in less than twenty four hours I will be hurtling across the
Atlantic at nearly 600 mph. I just thumbed through a little German phrasebook
my brother gave me for Christmas and realized again how little I know about the
German language. I am very excited about the prospect of being immersed in an
entirely new culture, and am slightly anxious to see how I fit in. I talked to
a friend who lived abroad for many years in Indonesia and said that Western
Europe is basically an extension of America culturally so I don’t think that there
is that much to worry about. Most of all I am excited about all the history
that I will be submerged in. Simply walking through Berlin will be fascinating
and I only wish to get there sooner.
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