One Week

Hi guys,

This might be my last post before my mom and I take off on our grand adventure together.  She comes in about a week and we go straight to Athens.  I can't believe this quarter is ending.  I have only one week left in Berlin and I am very conflicted.  I'm going to miss this city very much and I have to say it's probably the place I've liked living in the most, mainly because it's so different from anywhere I've lived before.  

This week has been great and very varied.  Last week on Thursday we had a large party at our center for all of the host parents and staff.  The event also doubled as an art opening, as many new pieces of art were commissioned recently for the school.  In my creative writing group we did five minute poems about the artwork, meaning we had five minutes to write a poem on the spot.  My friend Chris and I wrote a poem about our library floor, which is made out of recycled coke cans, and we were asked to read our poems at the party/opening.  It was nerdy but also kind of neat.  

On Friday, Charlton and I celebrated his birthday and had our last big event together at a place called Unsicht Bar, which is in a neighborhood called Mitte.  It's a blind restaurant!  You arrive about 15 minutes early and choose what type of food you'd like, meaning poultry, seafood, vegetarian, etc.  The menu is fake so you don't know exactly what you're ordering.  Then you meet your waiter, who is either blind or visually impaired, and they lead your group back through a labyrinth to your table, which is in complete darkness.  It was one of the strangest experiences I've ever had.  Charlton and I both got the 'surprise' menu, which ended up being rabbit.  I was able to tell what everything else was, except for the rabbit because I've never tried it before.  It's funny because I don't really have a memory of the dinner because I have no image of it.  I remember how I felt and what the food tasted like but it's not a normal memory for me.  Probably the funniest part was the dessert.  We were both eating something that tasted like super alcoholic ice cream and it turns out it was just frozen jaegermeister.  It was very odd.  Coming out of the restaurant was very weird and I have to say I think about senses very differently now.  

Friday and Saturday night were both really fun.  Two of my friends had parties at their homestays and each was very different.  One was very chill and relaxed, the other had rooms with different types of music, a performance, and more polaroids than were necessary.  Then, last night I went with my family friends to see Carmen, the opera.  I love the music so much but I have to say that the story is kind of silly.  I'm glad I went though.  Today brings much work but I'm not particularly stressed.  I was able to find housing in Frankfurt, so that's the largest weight off!  

Have a great week,

Ellen

Balls Long Update--That's for you Mike Roddy!

Hi everyone...it's been a while.  I guess I've been pretty boring for the last two weeks, save for a few epic moments.  Quick highlights...Last Thursday was a random holiday and our group got to go on a tug boat tour of the Spree river.  As some of you know, @ Stanford there is a tradition of Special Dinner, where everyone wears fun costumes according to a theme, eats really good food, and has classier drinks than usual.  Since most of us were missing spring special dinners, a girl in our program suggested that our boat party be our special dinner, with the theme of: we're on a boat.  Since I didn't have my nautical themed pashmina afghan with me, I wore a normal dress and decorated a sailor hat.  So glad Europe values puffy paint and gem stones.  The whole evening was very fun and I was really impressed that one of our program staff members dressed up as a water nymph.  She is always extremely creative.  Anyway, the next day was the 60th anniversary fiesta for the Bundesrepublik of Germany, so kind of like fourth of July but more political.  We got lots of fun free stuff and some of my friends were interviewed for German TV!  The guy expected them to sound stupid as foreigners but they were surprised when they had extremely intelligent things to say in German.  Nighttime activity was getting denied by a posh club called Bergheim for no apparent reason.  It was still a great night though! Then last Sunday I went with a few friends about an hour out of the city to Spreewald (if any of you have seen Goodbye Lenin this is where those Spreewald Gherkins come from).  We canoed for a while and then went to Charlton's uncles' Asian fusion restaurant and had amazing food that kept magically appearing in front of us.  Overall a top notch day.  

Ok. Onto this weekend.  This weekend I went with friends Charlton and Becca to Madrid to visit two friends we lived with freshman year.  For some reason I decided to go a day early because I didn't have class on Friday and ended up arriving in Madrid Thursday night and leaving for a day trip to Barcelona 'balls' early Friday morning and coming back to Madrid Friday night.  All in all the transportation was crazy but surprisingly not bad.  On Thursday night I got to see my good friend Johnny and we had ridiculously good churros from a place that is open 24 hours...Stanford dining take notes. 

I've wanted to go to Barcelona since I was about 13 so as soon as I got off the plane I was already having the best day ever.  I started by walking through the Gothic Quarter and then I walked along the harbor for a while before exploring Las Ramblas (a famous street).  I loved the Cathedral in the Gothic Quarter and was in awe all morning.  I had a Gaudi afternoon, exploring Casa Batllo, La Pedrera, La Sagrada Familia Church, and finally Parc Guell.  These sights were by far my favorite and I was so impressed by how he was allowed to essentially take over the city with his art.  I've never seen anything like it.  All I can say is go see it all because I'm close to speechless.  I spent a good couple hours relaxing in Parc Guell and by chance met one of my friend's cousins...craziness.  

Anyway, by night I was back in Madrid with Becca, Charlton, and our friend Leah, once again having churros.  We had a walk around the city and I pretty much crashed.  On Saturday we spent a lot of time @ Retiro Park and took a boat out on a very small, rectangular pond.  The Mickey Mouse character was still there after 4 years!  I was in Madrid 4 years ago with my Spanish class and yes, Mike Roddy (barco!), and I got a picture with some friends with Mickey.  I guess he didn't quit his day job.  It was really fun to be back and see some of the same things, but it was also nice because I didn't feel a sense of urgency to see everything...it made it really feel like a holiday!  I was also able to explore a bit of the nightlife this time which was fun.  We went to a very touristy club called Joy and it was definitely a fun venue.  It's in an old theatre and so there are a lot of design elements remaining from that era.  It is only a techno club though so it's easy to get bored.  A huge thank you to Charlton for posing as my adopted brother.  Throughout the night I told people in Spanish that Charlton was my brother and that he would hit them if he saw me dancing with guys.  I said he is very strict.  Ha.  We later got into a smaller disco and had a better time there.  This was probably one of my later nights but overall a great one.  

Sunday we explored the huge market and I have to say it was overwhelming.  After, we met up with Leah again and went to a sit down lunch where they bring you lots of courses for a fixed price.  I had some great Paella and wish there was Paella in Berlin.  There probably is, but I don't really want to try that.  Later we went to a beautiful rose garden where we took several of what we call 'mom' pictures.  Those are pictures where you pose alone with things and email them to your mom.  I didn't know about these photos until I went abroad and now my mom is probably bored of them.  

I came home today and it was really great to go from one place where I speak the language to another place where I can speak.  My language is really muddled right now and I look forward to having my German conversation class tomorrow.  

Cerf out.

You Can Call Me Val

Hello everyone,

Hope all is well!  I am just coming off a super busy week, so hopefully this will be a semi-interesting post.  Theme song of the week: If I ever leave this world alive--Flogging Molly

So.  Where to start.  Last Wednesday, those of us doing internships this summer in Germany headed to Essen, which is an industrial town in West Germany.  It was a jam packed trip where Prussian efficiency was the main theme.  Thursday was our big day where we had to dress up uber professionally to go to the Krupp Mansion.  The Krupp Foundation is what sponsors our internship program and every year the Stanford interns go to meet with the leaders of the foundation, including Berthold Beitz, who is 95 and still running the foundation.  It was such a strange feeling to be dressed up in a mansion with finger foods at my disposal.  There was this odd, "I'm not mature enough for this" sentiment but I managed not to embarrass myself.  It was really cool to meet with the people who make our internships possible...I feel really lucky to have my job this summer.  After our lunch we went to Dusseldorf for a walking tour.  Dusseldorf has some pretty interesting architecture but is still pretty industrial.  A highlight however was going to see one of Germany's most famous jazz musicians at night.  A lot of people ended up sleeping but I had a blast.  Anyhoo...Friday we were able to tour the Krupp Steel Factory (they're a big industrial family name) and I have to say I was slightly disappointed because I didn't get to see any molten steel.  The schedule happened to be off so mainly I just got to tool around in a hard hat for a few hours.  Not bad.  Overall it was a really fun trip and I always love when we get to spend time together as a whole program.  

After Essen/Dusseldorf I went with a small group of friends to Dublin!  We flew out really late Friday night and had a fun picnic in the lobby of the airport.  We had to put on several layers of clothing to make our checked bag light enough, making my friend Aria look like she was dressed for more than winter.  Some would say getting in late to a new city is ideal because you can go straight out, however we were all pretty exhausted and saved exploring for Saturday and Sunday.  On Saturday we took the free walking tour of Dublin and it was an interesting overview of Irish history and modern day culture.  After, we went to the Guinness Factory, which is undoubtedly the most popular attraction in Dublin.  Arthur Guinness originally got the lease for 9000 years and they obviously still have a secured location for years to come.  The factory itself is kind of interesting, especially the advertising section of the factory.  I've never been a huge fan of Guinness but I have to say it was fun to have it at the factory in the top floor seating area overlooking Dublin.  We saw a woman feeding her baby Guinness and I am appalled to say that she is from the midwest.  

Anyway, for dinner we were able to listen to some live Irish music and the duo happened to play an irritatingly familiar song that I was positive was from some movie.  My friend Lily went to ask what movie the song was in and the man replied, "it's in Napoleon Dynamite...that's not how you know this song is it?" Sad, but yes.  This was how I knew the song.  We lingered for a while before going to find a pub of some kind.  We found a busy one on a corner with several Hen and Stag parties...Ireland is notorious for hosting Bachelor and Bachelorette parties.  We sat down in a corner and I was singing some oldie and saw that an older lady was laughing/smiling at me.  I noticed she wasn't really with anyone so I went down to say hi.  Her name is Val and she's 65ish from England.  Her travel companion is a born again Christian and refused to go out with her so she told her to shove it and came out on her own.  She was so much fun and definitely in a not trying to be young kind of way.  We had a great conversation about her life and family and she offered to buy me a drink...this is the first time anyone has bought me a drink and it was a 65 year old woman.  Choice.  She was so generous and eventually sat with all of my friends and bought us a round.  I have promised to write her and now have her address since she refuses to get an email.  We eventually parted ways as she was tired and we still wanted to explore.  We next went to a place with live music that the police officers on the street recommended to some group of girls (we eavesdropped on the convo).  I went down to the bathroom with Aria and Lily and all of a sudden someone starts talking about Minnesota in the stall next to me.  Lily mentions that her friend is from Minnesota (me) and asks where she is from.  She says Edina.  I'm like HOLD UP.  I come out of the stall and it is Kristi Cronin.  My first froggy friend (big sister) on my high school synchronized swim team.  It was so bizarre!  What a small world.  I literally have not seen her in years and it was absurd to meet up in the bathroom of a foreign country.  I'm still not over it.

Sunday we decided to get out of the city and see some countryside.  We took this great bus tour through the Wicklow Mountains and saw some beautiful landscapes (where Braveheart, Far and Away, and PS I Love You were filmed) and a monastery from the 10th century.  Most of the buildings are still in tact and the stone combined with the green and the rain made for a beautiful atmosphere.  We were able to hike around this area and see a waterfall as well.  I loved it!  Following the tour my feet were permanently soaked and I am happy now to be at home with clean socks after almost 48 hours of disgusting feet.  We spent the night at the airport last night so I am also looking forward to my own bed after almost a week of being away.  We made a makeshift cave under a counter and apparently I slept most of the time.  On another note, it always feels good to get screwed by Ryan Air before 6 in the morning...should've read the effing fine print.

And I'm spent,

Ellen

Dylan Berlin Bay of Pigs Invasion

I think this is the right blue.  Since I've been traveling so much I've been afraid I'll miss Berlin itself, so I am happy to say I had a very Berlin week.  Last Tuesday I had dinner with my dad and family friends for his last night.  I had a really nice time with my dad and in a lot of ways his visit reflected how we'll interact in the future when I really don't live at home.  I always love going to my family friends' house and this visit was no exception.  I spoke in German with the mom for a long time which not only allowed for some great German practice but it also allowed me to tell her things without my dad understanding.  We were also lucky enough to see a magic show put on by their 10 year old son and his friend.  Sweet.  

Then on Wednesday I went to Potsdamer Platz which is a very touristy area with big buildings and a mall-ish atmosphere.  I went with a group to see...Star Trek.  I decided to go in support of Charlton to make sure that he didn't die of excitement but I ended up having a blast and yes...going for a second time last night.  I never thought I'd stoop to Trekie level but no shame.  It was so much fun to go to a movie again.

Anyway, this week I also saw several popular museums and on Friday our group went to Potsdam for a bike tour.  Potsdam is in the former GDR and was home to several Prussian monarchs including Frederick the Great.  I can't say this any other way.  Potsdam is the shit!  So many lakes, trees, and castles.  It really reminds me of Minneapolis, save for the castles I guess.  I loved the biking and felt very at ease.  After the excursion I went with a small group to do some Berlin bar hopping...in the pouring rain (it wasn't raining when we left).  Then on Saturday Charlton and I decided we wanted a more low key night than Friday, which prompted the idea of getting a group to go to a jazz club. When I looked up the info for one of the popular jazz clubs I saw ***Special Event***80s Forever...Doors open @ 21:00.  Yes.  It was an 80s cover band.  Such a great time!!! I have to say they weren't quite as good as Tainted Love but hot damn they were close.  Their setlist was a bit odd at times...there was a song about living in a cardboard box, but their last song was Kids in America, which made us all freak out.  

That's about it for now.  My clothes all turned blue in the wash today for no apparent reason.  

Live long and prosper,

Ellen

Ach du gruene neune

This is a new color for me.  I am an idiot and can't find the right color blue.  How did it honestly disappear? Anyway, the title of this post colloquially means "oh my goodness," but I thought I was saying "oh shit" in a really badass and interesting way every time I would say it.  Thank goodness for my language partner who helps me keep it real in German.  

This last week was nuts...so busy! My dad showed up last Sunday with three laptops and an iPhone. Typical.  As soon as he got here we went just outside of Berlin to Perwenitz where my grandpa was born.  It was a really neat experience and an absolutely gorgeous day.  There are still a lot of buildings that were around when my grandpa lived there.  I felt like I was making a pilgrimage or something but my grandpa is still living so that's kind of weird.  

Then, on Tuesday Steve came to visit! Steve is a friend from high school who has been studying in Barcelona this semester.  He was such a trooper throughout his stay, letting me drag him to a taping of a German TV show right after he arrived.  Yes...that's right, we are going to be German TV stars! My family friend works for one of the main German TV stations and every week they put on a travel program with foreign tourists exploring Germany.  We went to exotic Rheinsberg, which is way in the boonies.  We saw a castle that Frederick the Great built and got to play around in a ceramic factory.  The whole day was pretty fun but whenever we'd say anything "funny" we'd have to repeat it if the lady didn't catch it.  Now I understand why people say that "The Hills" is scripted.  We were pretty cheesy.  At one point I had to pretend to be a painter painting a mural on the ceiling of the palace.  Steve also had to pretend to give me plastic roses.  You get the picture.  Anyway, Steve and I had a great time and I was grateful to have an excuse to be a tourist in Berlin.  We saw Knut the polar bear, the famous Reichstag with the glass dome at the top and the Holocaust memorial.  Plus Steve knows more about soccer than God so my host dad loved him.  

After Steve came to visit I drove with about eight people to Amsterdam for the weekend  I am sorry to report that I don't have any scandalous, not fit for print stories from the weekend but we all had a blast! We took the free walking tour in the city and really got our money's worth, or I guess made a knowledge profit because it was free.  Our guide made it very clear that he was hungover and wanted us to be nice to him.  He was super funny and really made the tour special...that sounds corny but it was true.  After the tour we went to the Van Gogh Museum to check out some sick paintings.  My purchases from Amsterdam included a headband with marijuana leaves on it for costume parties.  I think it glows in the dark.  I wore it on the ride home but ended up turning it inside out when a cashier gave me a funny look at a gas station.  

Then on Saturday we took a trip to Brussels and Antwerp because we were really close.  I absolutely loved Belgium save for the fact that I wish I spoke French! There was a scarecrow competition for charity in the central square in Brussels so we had a great time posing with several of the designs.  Brussels and Antwerp were very different, although I only saw Antwerp at night.  We managed to end up in a bar where we were the youngest people by about 30 years.  The music was all old stuff so I was happy, especially when they played "Don't Leave Me This Way" by Thelma Houston.  It's an old disco song that my dad and I like.  I probably sang it a bit too loud because it attracted the attention of a 60 year old man.  We had one of those singing moments where you point at each other and stuff.  My friends thought it was ridiculous and I am glad they continued to sit by me afterwards.  

Throughout the weekend we stayed with a friend of a friend's university housing.  The guy was so generous and I am so glad we got to spend our weekend with him.  

That's about it for now except for a quick note about Berlin.  Charlton, Lily, and I went to an awesome bar last Monday that's in an old bombed out building and has graffiti from basement to roof.  The bar is on the roof and it has a very edgy vibe.  Our friend recommended it and I'm so glad we went.  Also, Charlton and I went to Prenzlauer Berg this afternoon just to walk around and we sat at an Indian restaurant where the guy let it be happy hour about 5 hours too early just for us.  Charlton tried to milk it by getting the most expensive cocktail which ended up being pretty nasty.  I bet him that I could finish my drink and another one in the time he could finish his.  I lost and that's how I ended up drunk at 4 in the afternoon.  Low point? Probably not.

Ellen

Buda buda buda pest rockin everywhere

Nerdy title...sue me.  Anyway, I just got back from Budapest and it was fascinating.  This was our school sponsored trip so everyone from our program went including a few faculty members.  Budapest is actually two parts (similar to Prague) with a Buda side and a Pest side.  The city sits on several hot springs and Budapest literally means hot water.  Our trip was led by this guy Uli who teaches @ Stanford sometimes and looks like Pierce Brosnan.  He has a penchant for walking ten feet ahead of a group, globalization, and apparently Elvis (I'll explain later).  This trip was part school, part leisure, so we went to several lectures throughout our three days there.  I have to say the lectures were pretty interesting because I knew so little about Hungarian politics or attitudes.  Several of our speakers were rather negative, especially about the economy and about Hungarian interest in the EU.  Apparently the vast majority of citizens don't feel that their EU membership (starting in 2004) has done much for them.  I think everyone would say they learned a lot from these talks, but probably the funniest one was a talk about Hungarian economics in a really small room where seven people were sleeping at once.  I had to pretend I was picking up something from the ground because I almost burst out laughing while looking at the sleeping people.  Needless to say we did a lot of walking and were worn out for a lot of the trip!

During our limited free time I was surprisingly able to do and see a lot.  My favorite thing I saw was a museum called The Terror House, which commemorates Nazi and Soviet occupations.  The museum was in an old execution house that also housed high up party members.  The exhibit was super angsty and unlike any other museum I've ever seen.  Every room had eerie music and it's all a pretty dark representation of everything that happened.  It was visually incredible and in every room there was a hand out about what the room represented and the history surrounding everything.  Look it up online...it was intense.  

Some other highlights were going to a gorgeous Synagogue, exploring the huge central market, visiting the historic parliament building and the Budapest Castle, and going to a Turkish bath.  So yes...the bath.  I forgot my swimsuit in Berlin so I ended up buying a cheap tacky ass Euro swim suit so I could partake in a bath.  The bath I went to is one of the oldest in Budapest and is situated in a really nice area.  The funny thing was that after we all changed my friend said we'd have to go back upstairs and I got confused because I had imagined that we would be going down into some cave-like hot springs.  I was picturing more playboy mansion grotto than what it actually was--several outdoor and indoor pools of varying temperature that resembled a resort in Cabo or something.  We still had a great time though!

Going out in Budapest was pretty fun but also relatively lame given the fact that we had to get up early all the time.  I did however manage to see two Elvis impersonators.  One night I went with a group to a bar where there was a 1950s cover band playing...strange sight.  There was an Elvis impersonator there for one song.  We only got in because we were "from" California and we "know" Schwarzenegger.  Anyway, I made some nice Hungarian friends and was able to dance to Thunderstruck once the band left and a DJ took over.  Really fun times.  Then, last night, Uli chose for us to have a group dinner at a restaurant in part because there was going to be an Elvis show.  Apparently the impersonator has won a bunch of awards and travels throughout Europe.  The whole thing was pretty hysterical and also embarrassing because the singer expected us to know all the songs because we're American and as he said, Elvis is our king.  Some images never fade...

Adios, Ellen

The Theater, the theater...

Sorry for that weird font size change last time...not quite sure what happened.  This week has been fantastic so far.  On Tuesday night our group went to a place called the Weinerei to meet our German language partners.  When you go in you pay 1 euro for a glass of wine and then when you leave you pay how much you 'think you owe.'  Surprisingly people are pretty honest.  I made some German friends at the event and have hung out with them a couple of times since then.  Two of the people I met even lived in Minnesota for a year! 

Wednesday night was the opera MacBeth at the historic Staatsoper (The State Opera House).  Our seats would've been considered "obstructed view" on ticketmaster, but I still enjoyed it.  Lady MacBeth was batshit crazy though...her hair and costumes were so different every time I thought there were about three extra characters.  Thursday night I tagged along with the theater class here and went to Fruhling's Erwachen (Spring Awakening) at the Berliner Ensemble Theater.  The play was all in German and is what the musical is based on in the US.  The play was written in the late 1800s and to me the content was very shocking for the time.  The staging for this particular production was really quite something with modern looking black and white swiveling panels contrasted with old fashioned costumes.  There was a scene at the end where a dead guy is back as a sort of ghost and is holding his head separate from his body and it was very reminiscent of the makeup used in Beetlejuice.  

Anyway...last night was yet another performance night.  During the day yesterday I went to Sachsenhausen, which was one of the first concentration camps.  It was mostly used for political offenders at the start of the war and was eventually used to punish German soldiers after the Soviet invasion.  I was surprised by how little emotion I felt there.  Even with exhibits and a guide it was still pretty hard to imagine.  It was still interesting to see though.  After that, I went to the opera with my two visiting professors...yes I'm a nerd.  We saw La Traviata and it was absolutely gorgeous.  As soon as the music started I thought no way! This is the opera they go to in Pretty Woman! I'm embarassed to say that I knew most of the music from that movie.  This was my favorite opera by far and the whole night with my professors was maybe one of the best I've had in Berlin so far.  They're so nice!

However, I am not just kicking it with the profs.  After the opera I met up with some friends at a bar in Kreuzberg, which is relatively trendy.  The bar we were at had live music and the band was really cool.  It was hilarious though because they played this one song twice where the chorus was, "the penis is lost. the penis is lost. the penis is lost in space...3X" We were all kind of dumbfounded at first because the song was sort of bizarre.  The song was actually pretty catchy though and by the end the whole crowd was singing along.  After that some of us tried to meet up with German university students but probably to none of your surprise, I still get really tired and can't be out until the early morning, so I guess that last part of the night was a wash.  Tonight I have one more performance to cap off this week's art week...wish me luck!

Ellen

Czech Me Out...Prague

I'm not that clever...that was the title of a t-shirt we saw this weekend in Prague.  Prague was a blast!  I went with 9 other people from Stanford and we had a fantastic time. The city was so beautiful--almost fake.  It reminded me of Disney World.  The city was largely untouched by the war so there are many styles of architecture still represented throughout the city.  Prague is essentially two cities.  The old town is where the castle and many other historic buildings and churches are, and there is a newer part with their history museum and several clubs, restaurants, and casinos.  I loved old town.  It was beautifully decorated for Easter and there were several market stands with dyed eggs and other crafts.  On Friday we really wanted to see the famous cathedral but since it was Good Friday there were more masses than tourist hours.  So...all of us went to mass just to see the church.  It was gorgeous and worth sitting through an hour of Czech. 

The nightlife in Prague was really neat.  We went to two clubs, one of which Mick Jagger has spent time at. If it's good enough for Mick, it's good enough for me.  The second club was the largest club in central Europe--or at least the sign said so.  It was six stories with different music on each floor.  I was finally able to hear some rock.  Overall the party aspect of Prague was really fun. 

However, the trip was not without snafus...six of us got fined 700 crown (20 euro) for not having validated tram tickets.  Balls in my face. My friend Lily refused to pay and it was pretty easy to tell that the ticket checkers were calling her a bitch in Czech.  She was a baller though.  

Anyway, the best part of the trip was going to a church just outside of Prague.  It is decorated with human remains to commemorate the deaths from the plague.  It was oddly beautiful and probably the coolest thing I've seen so far.  There were 40,000 full skeletons throughout the church...creepy.  

I got back on Monday afternoon because that was still a holiday and now I have a super busy week.  Opera tonight, play tomorrow, opera Friday, symphony Saturday, soccer game Sunday.  I'm calling it my patron of the arts week.  More details to follow...

Ellen

Food for Thought

Almost happy Easter!

I'm going to Prague for the weekend with about 10 people from the program.  We're staying in some hostel that we got a great deal at.  Easter is a big deal here and every grocery store has massive Easter sections.  

Yesterday I went with my good family friends to Brandenburg, which was a city in East Germany.  The city still has traces of communism but it is expanding quickly.  It's funny because the old customs building for the former DDR is an Ebay headquarters now.  Anyway, we went to Brandenburg to get their car fixed and after we went to a white asparagus farm.  It was pretty hilarious.  There were wooden statues of white asparagus at the entrance and there were playgrounds for kids, mini shooting galleries, and a huge bouncy thing that I played on for a half an hour with the family's 10 year old son.  We had the asparagus with dinner and it was pretty tasty.  I've been so glad to have these friends here and it's nice because they always make me feel so comfortable and at home.  I'll miss them when I'm in Frankfurt for the summer.  

That was a good food story.  This is a bad one.  Charlton and I were at dinner in my neighborhood the other night and he ordered something that looked good in German.  Then his plate came.  Picture a bunt cake but made of raw beef.  That was the main dish and there was even a nice raw egg in the little hole in the beef cake. . . we both just stared at it for a good minute before we burst out laughing.  He ate it because he was so hungry and handled it much better than I would've.  

All for now--hope all is well!

Ellen

The View from Saturday...or I guess today is Sunday

Guten Tag,

It's been a great week here in Berlin, and I guess a great week of school...right...we're here to study.  We go to school in a beautiful old villa called Haus Cramer.  It's located in a gorgeous part of Berlin called Dahlem, which is the area where the Free University is.  Here is a link to the history of the house.  It's pretty fun to be in class and to see the rose garden right outside of the window.  I thought the other day that if Taylor/TMob were here we would've already come up with some crazy story about how we lived in the villa and either were super rich or Cinderella type villa dwellers waiting to spring into high society.  Anyway, I'm taking a history class that is balls boring and an environmental class that compares US and German attitudes towards green technology and climate change.  I think I'll really like the environmental class and I'm not giving up on the history one yet.  German class is actually really fun because we basically choose what we learn and my German has already improved a lot. 

This week was a great sight seeing week, although I still have a lot left to visit.  I went to the Eastern Viewing Gallery on Tuesday, which is the longest stretch of the Berlin Wall that's left.  It has several murals and general graffiti art, but they've recently been removing some artwork to reinforce the wall, much to the dismay of the artists.  Even seeing the wall it was hard to imagine what it was like to live in a divided city.  After that we went to the Kaiser Wilhelm Gedachtniskirche, which is the bombed church that still stands in what is now a huge shopping area.  We were too late to go inside, but it was an odd site from the outside.  At this area (called Zoologischer Garten) we found a European version of the dollar store, where my friends Molly and Charlton tried to buy wine.  They were carded, much to their disappointment, because the legal age to buy wine here is 16...Later this week I also went to the Deutsches Historisches Museum, which is you guessed it, the history museum!  It was really a fascinating museum, especially because of the section dedicated to Nazi history and WWII.  It's been interesting talking to Germans about the war because there is still a large sense of guilt, but at the same time people don't want to admit their families were involved.  Apparently everything is very directly addressed in schools, but discussion in families is pretty restricted.  My host dad was telling me that Germans didn't feel like they could send troops to Iraq because WWII is still too recent for them.  I thought that was interesting.  

I've been pretty hungry in Germany, so I was very ready for the Bing dinner this week.  The Bing family endows the Stanford study abroad program and sponsors a few dinners for the group each quarter.  Our director here also said that they're called Bing dinners because it's the noise our wine glasses make after a toast.  We had a ton of great food, but the potato sausage soup was probably my favorite.  The free wine wasn't bad either.  

This week was another week of club fun.  We went to a club Friday night with a bunch of Irish and German students.  It was a special salsa night on one of the dance floors and when we walked in it was something straight out of Dirty Dancing 2: Havana Nights.  I had a great time dancing with a Colombian student from our program and it was a step up from Famous Daves salsa Tuesdays in high school.  Another dance floor played current hip hop mixed with pop hits from 2002, but yes Jeff, they played 'Let it Rock!'  Overall it was a great night, except having to pay 4.5 euros for a Corona...when in Rome.  

Yesterday was a fantastic mix of activities.  During the morning I went with friends to a flea/produce market on Winterfeld Platz.  We bought fresh ravioli and vegetables, which were great for dinner last night.  Then, in the afternoon I went to a soccer game at the old olympic stadium.  On the way to the game I was waiting for the train and all of a sudden saw a guy in a Hooters shirt.  My first thought was yay! America! Sad, I know, but then I saw what else was written on the shirt: Bloomington, MN Mall of America.  FML that is how Minnesota is being repped in Europe.  Anyway, soccer.  Fucking crazy here.  The game was Berlin against Dortmund, and Dortmund's fans happen to be the most loyal fans in Germany.  We sat right in the middle of their section and it was ridiculous--so many coordinated cheers and bouncing in seats.  It was a blast even though Berlin lost.  

That's about it for now, except I went running this morning and got horribly lost.  I've never been so excited to see G-Bar 53, which is the strip club on the corner of my street. 

TTFN,

Ellen

First Five Days

Hi Everyone!

Greetings from Berlin...it is really great so far.  My family friends picked me up from the airport last Thursday and it already feels so far away!  I am living with a family in a fairly central part of Berlin called Schoneberg, which my dad says we once owned half of, but he says we own every other thing in Germany and I'm starting to doubt him.  Haha.  Anyway, my host parents are really nice to me and speak good enough English for me to not be completely lost.  They have two kids that are 6 and 9...the kids don't understand my bad German, so I watch German Disney with them.  It's weird because the speaking is dubbed, but the songs are in English.  They really like Hannah Montana...go figure.  My room is huge after living in dorm rooms for 2 years.  I have a great view of a courtyard, really high ceilings, and a futon for out of town guests--come visit!  

We haven't done anything super touristy yet, except on Saturday we all went to Alexanderplatz, which was the old center of East Berlin.  There were a ton of protesters there saying that they don't want to bleed because of the American economic crisis--your basic death to capitalism stuff.  I also went to an opera last night called Andreas Chenier.  It was about the French Revolution and people booed the conductor for playing too loud in the beginning.  I didn't know it was ok to boo at the opera.  Tomorrow I'm going to the Berlin Wall and doing a bit of sightseeing so hopefully I'll have something more interesting to say about Berlin's history next time.  

Going out in Berlin is a blast.  I haven't hardly explored the night scene, but I've had a great time.  On Friday I went to a bar called Cafe Havana.  Che was everywhere.  And also Kanye music.  Kanye=revolution?  I had some 'baby cocktail' called a snowball and I felt like such a girl.  Oh well.  On Saturday night I went with friends to an 'alternative' gay club, which basically means no guys in speedos.  I did some major wingmanning and got my friend a date for the night and potentially other nights.  I also befriended two Brits that love America.  Early on in the night I went up and asked if they could play ACDC and they laughed at me.  As the night went on I went and asked if they had Rolling Stones, to which they responded, "wir haben kein Rock," which means, we don't have any rock.  She (she being the drag queen) then said that I could request Britney Spears or Justin Timberlake.  I might have to find a new place...kein rock?  It was great dancing regardless.

Hope all is well and I'll write soon!

Tschuss!

Ellen