absolutely exhausted and bottle recycling

in an effort to avoid usual 'packing like a bat outta hell the night before i fly back to the US' experience, i've spent today running around getting things in order, well in advance of flying on thursday of next week. the bulk of the xmas gifts were actually purchased in lithuania this year in oct, so it was only some supplemental 'typical' german things that had to be purchased today, such as beer and chocolate.

today was also 'bottle return' day for me. here in deutschland, when you purchase soda, beer, or bottled fizzy water, you usually pay a deposit on that bottle, be it glass or plastic or sometimes aluminum. it encourages recycling since you just paid anywhere from 8 to 25 euro cents on the bottle/can. further, it's relatively convenient, because any place that sells you a bottle with a deposit or 'pfand' must also accept back that bottle and then return your deposit.

however, there are 'networks' of recycling, so one must pay attention. sometimes you'll buy something (like a can of red bull or a bottle of pepsi) from a petrol station and another from the supermarket. both come from germany and look the same and you were charged the same pfand (25 cents) on each, although the price for the item itself could be slightly different. there could be different markings on the back of the bottle signifying to which network it belongs and words telling you to return it for your pfand. however, if you try to return the supermarket's bottle back to the petrol station, they do not need to take it back, since they can tell that you did not purchase it there, since it often has a different symbol on the back. Thus you're forced to hold on to it, and to remember that it needs to go back to the supermarket instead.

fortunately, there is often a sign next to where you return bottles that clearly identifies which symbols on the back of the bottles that they will accept, and often that water than you bought two towns away is actually part of the same supermarket network, so even through they do not sell that type of water, they will accept back that water bottle from you as it has one of their 'accepted' network symbols.

This whole complicated system could explain why many Germans seem to have a routine of buying the same one crate of beer and the same one crate of water each Friday afternoon or Saturday morning. (A crate varies in quantity depending on bottle size, but is usually standard among a certain type of beverage, i.e. water.) Then, the next time that they go back, they bring back the crates with the empty bottles completing the one in/one out loop each week. Usually you buy your beverages at the supermarket here, but they will be in a separate entrance connected to the supermarket, so you go in the 'beverage only' part separately. Or you could go to a 'drink market' which is the closest thing to a Pennsylvania beer distributor that I've ever seen.

Since I buy for one, I tend not to buy a whole crate of anything, or I'll need to step over a crate of water, another crate of beer, etc. in my kitchen of limited storage space. Therefore, I buy only a few bottles at a time in the supermarket proper. The advantage of buying beverages in the supermarket is that if you are like me and you only buy a few bottles total, then you can just pick them up as you pick up your other food. It saves you from having to go into the separate beverage place. Whether you buy in the supermarket or in the 'connected beverage place' (i'm sure there's an official German word for it), it's the same price. Finally, the soda and water selection is better in the supermarket, and they also sell more of the smaller, single serving of things, like cans of coke. When you need a bigger selection of beer or anything coming in a crate, the connected place is better.

Over time then, I tend to accumulate bottles and cans since I'm not returning them each week. I have a large box in my closet that I put empty bottles into and then every three to six months I go through it and sort them out so that I can take them in groups back to where they belong. Some just go back in the box when I know where they need to go, but it's not a destination today. Here was today's lot:

- 10 Portuguese brown glass beer bottles. No pfand, but to the recycling pods for brown glass.
- 1 Evian water bottle. oops, from France actually as the label contains no German, so no pfand. Into the 'gelb sack' or plastic recycling bag you go.
- 2 Polish beer bottles from a few months ago. From a small market in my tiny town. 13 cents each.
- 1 single can of Coke. No idea where it came from but it's in German. Back into the box.
- 1 small water bottle from a train station I occasionally go through when I switch trains going toward Duesseldorf. back into the box.
- 1 large (1 liter) glass water bottle from a Turkish pizza place one town over, back in the box.
- 3 large glass water bottles from the Kaufmarkt. 15 cents each, I think.
- 6 cans of Red Bull. They're a big hit at 25 cents each. I take along one to try at the automatic bottle return machine inside the supermarket.
- 2 plastic water bottles from the PennyMarkt. Into another bag to be taken back to the PMarkt.
- 1 plastic Pepsi bottle from the PMarkt, into that bag.
- 1 .3 Liter Sprite bottle that is of questionable origin. However, it has the pfand word on it, so it goes into in a 'questionable' bag to try at the Kaufmarkt.
- 2 glass beer bottles from Kaufmarkt.
- 6 glass beer bottles from a Belgian supermarket. They clock in at 15 cents each, so I take them down to my cellar storage area to be out of the way until I next make a Belgian trip.
- 2 plastic .5 Aquafina water bottles. Those are easy ones to return since they are sold in many places.
And on and on....

So as I was doing my final shopping/running around I was returning bottles along the way. There are two new machines at the PMarkt for bottle returns. You insert the plastic bottle into the mouth of one of the machines, it spins it inside to read the bar code and maybe weigh it, and then the mouth closes and it squashes the bottle and then the mouth opens again for another. It keeps a running tally on a little LCD screen next to the mouth, of bottles returned and the amount to be returned. Once you are out of bottles, there is a green button to press and it gives you a receipt to take to the cash register in order to get your money.

So all told, I think I made just under 4 euros total on my bottle returns today. Overall, I'm not sure it's really worth the monetary effort which is why if you are going to a picnic or on a train, people will often leave their 8 cent glass beer bottles behind as they can be heavy to carry around and there are regular 'bottle pickers' who will pick them up from where ever you leave them in a public place. If you are holding an empty, they'll even offer to take it for you and often to put it in their sack in an elaborate setup of bags rigged to a bicycle that shows that they spend 8 hours of a Sunday finding bottles for return.

However, it's one more thing sorted before going back to the US. And no, for those people in the US who are getting a bottle of German beer as a gift from me, I will not bring those bottles back for the pfand. ;-)

Number 6: Hagen

In the search for more Christmas market magic, a new one was added this year to the visiting list: Hagen. Primarily Hagen was added because it was on the way to Dortmund and we had to switch trains there so we made a stop for their CM. It was an unknown since there wasn't much from them online about their market.

First, I took the bus from the tiny town of B. where I live to the local train station. I had written down the ticket that I want, but the bus driver could not figure out how to make it happen from his machine so he told me to buy my ticket from wherever I was going to next.

After some minutes of clicking buttons on the machine at the Deutschebahn station, I was able to find it. Why didn't I go to the train office and buy from a person? They closed the info office at the station and turned it into a coffe shop. So to get a ticket from a person requires a 5 min walk over to the local public tranport office next to the main bus station which closed three minutes before I got there. Now, since I have a day ticket, let's get on the train.

Here is the view from inside the Hagen station. The station is from 1848. It is at the bottom of a region in Germany that was/is known for being industrial.









After walking 10 minutes from the station in the direction of the centrum, we found it. It is in the Volkspark.










Here is a monument that is at the entrance to the park on Karl Marx street.

















Here is part of the afternoon performance line-up, a Gospel choir. They were very peppy and enthusiastic. The interesting part is that all of their songs were in English.









This is the first CM I have seen with live horses.












Here is the audience enjoying the gospel group.












A tree decked out in its very finest.

The usual stalls of ornaments were present, along with others such as multiple fruit selling stalls, and the clothing stalls, including one that specialized in stretch pants. Oh the spirit.

Yet another gluehwein stall that I skipped.












Ye Olde Ferris Wheel. I took the opportunity to see Hagen at dusk.

















Not such a bad view, although it seemed mighty small from up there.











No, I did not notice the McDonald's at the time. They also had a Subway too.











Here it is after dark. The market started to get crowded then, so I took break for a baked potato.










Since there was still Dortmund to see, another monument shot before we go, this one in front of the train station. Next blog, the rest of the adventure in Dortmund.

Christmas market madness

or alternate title 'have ticket, will travel.' Germany offers something the Philly public transportation network does not, a 'SchönerTagTicket' NRW, or 'nice day ticket' for the NRW region. This ticket allows one to travel for the entire day on the entire regional public transport network such as the local trains and buses.

Therefore i must use it to its fullest capabilities. There will be some serious CM market visiting tomorrow. Back online on Sunday.

In the spirit now...

Per Mausi's suggestion, I gave it a try:

You Are Vixen

Sexy and sultry, you're the one all the other reindeer dream about. Why You're Naughty: That fur pulling spat you got into with Dancer over Santa. Why You're Nice: Because even when you're nice, you're still delightfully naughty!

Why does this amuse me so? Basically, because of question 5, see for yourself, here:

Finally, what's your favorite part of Christmas?
Getting snowed in with a hottie
Buttered rum, winter martinis, schnapps
The mistletoe
The hijinks of holiday parties
-->Switching up nativity scenes for fun
Your cute little Christmas outfit
Eating Santa's milk and cookies... oops!
Being a "secret santa"
Waking up to presents

Everyone knows the correct answer is the one I italicized. What? What do you mean people don't do that where you come from?? I've already commented upon the nicer side of religious freedom in the Philly area. In general, I find that people from the Philly area tend to be brutally honest (no wonder i can live in Deutschland so easily!) as well as bitterly sarcastic in humor, as evidenced by the following.

Each and every year the town puts up a traditional manger scene alongside a menorah in Memorial Park, and without fail, baby Jesus gets restless and disappears for a few days. Do I think the instigator is trying to make a negative statement about Christian religions? No, not really. I think it's a bored kid pulling a prank, and probably one from the Catholic school that I attended, no doubt. Usually baby Jesus would either reappear unharmed back in the manger, or perhaps elsewhere in town where he would be hanging out, also unharmed and all would be forgiven.

However, in 2004 NBC sent the cameras out, if you have broadband, check it out. http://www.nbc10.com/video/3997638/index.html Now we're all outraged and the baby does not reappear like usual. The the CatholicLeague picked up on the story and listed it in their 'anti-Catholic' report alongside incidents that appear to be quite negative such as people purposely destroying religious symbols such as setting fire to items in churches or leaving anti-semitic graffiti in a Temple.

What they fail to report on, however, is the past travel history of baby Jesus. They also fail to mention the year pranksters replaced the white baby with a black one and the conundrum that caused. There were whispered discussions on the topic instead of the loud complaints when he would be gone. What to say exactly? It was a perfectly acceptable manger baby, akin to the one previously there, just slightly different in appearance.

So all of this writing due to one goofy blog filler.

Number 5: Wermelskirchen Christmas Market

Here is the rest of the weekend story for J's Christmas Market Monday. Fortunately Schloss burg is already in so Wermelskirchen is just icing on the cake. Also, follow his link to see other markets: http://www.jbittner.com/germany/2006/12/christmas-market-monday-warriors.html

We had a bus transfer in Wermelskirchen and time to eat dinner since the buses are not timed well. We went walking toward the center of town and spotted this, Ye Olde Sausage Stall. It was the signpost at the end of the street that signaled the beginning of the market.

We were not planning this one which made it even better. It was a tiny market, six food stands, a Unicef stand, two stalls with Xmas ornaments, and one that sold socks and crystal thingys that need to be dusted often. There were posters in the market also, it was a special shopping Saturday, the stores were open until 18.00 instead of the usual 14.00 or 16.00. Whoo hoo!


In addition to the stands, there was also a large tree, and a stage featuring live music, which was Xmas favorites, modern and traditional, in German and English. My after dark photos aren't so great, but you get the general idea.

















I had some holiday Reibkuchen as that was the only vegetarian options. The old standby, baked potatoes, were nowhere to be found.

However, this market had the very cleanest public toilet I have ever seen in my entire life. One porta potty marked for ladies and the other for gentlemen. The ladies one was clean smelling, two full rolls of toilet paper, a tea light for light, and a full container of waterless hand cleaner. The whole thing, from top to bottom was immaculately clean. Two thumbs up!

While enjoying the Reibkuchen at a shared table, a man had left his pipe set sitting on the table. When he came to pick it up, he gave each of the four people around the table a little gift, a Gutschein (the little paper in the center of the table).














It was good for a free Gluehwein. We weren't positive about where we could use it exactly since there were two stalls selling the stuff, so we asked the older couple who also received two from him. The kindly explained how it worked exactly. Then, as they went to leave, they somehow had an extra coupon, so they gave it to us to split. How kind.

Shortly after that the market was wrapping up at at was to close at 20.00. We walked back toward the bus stop and who do we see? The Knight who we took with us on our 5 person ticket earlier in the evening. Except that now he was in street clothes instead and he said hello. I'm sure he had an interesting story to tell the friend he was with, as to why he was greeting the foreigners. I love small town Germany!

Number 4: Schloss burg Christmas Market

We're now in prime Christmas market (CM) season so no time to waste. If you want to see more Christmas markets captured by bloggers, hop on over here: http://www.jbittner.com/germany/2006/12/4-december-2006-is-christmas-market.html
This is published in response to J's post above making it Christmas Market Monday, so more photos than I would usually do. If you don't want to listen to my whiney rants, then scroll directly to the bottom of this post for the Christmas market photos.

4. Schloss burg
Or Sb as I shall now refer to it is a castle that is located perhaps 25 min away from me, by car. It is between Cologne and D'dorf. If you're interested in German castle history, see here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Schloss_Burg
However, we're all about the markets today. I coerced D. into coming along for the adventure, because what is schlepping on various buses to a castle tucked away yet overrun by tourists, if not an adventure? Here is the main castle site: http://www.schlossburg.de/
It's referred to as an 'Adventsbasar' instead of a 'Weihnachtsmarkt' and supposed to be more of a medieval market so I left the reindeer antlers at home.

I had researched the bus options. It's a little difficult to get to the castle because it is in Solingen, not near anything else except hotels and restaurants that exist for castle visitors. So the buses that are going there will go there and turn around and come back. It's not en route to anywhere else, so buses are somewhat limited. Why all of this bus talk? Because I spent at least an hour on Saturday morning researching how to get there by public transport, on top of the ridiculous amount of data I already have stored in my head about the local public transport here.

Why is it so difficult you ask? Because you require either a degree in transportation logistics or law to figure out the bus rules and tariffs sometimes. I am in the VRS network which includes Cologne. Schloss burg is in Solingen which marks the beginning of the VRR network which includes D'dorf, Dortmund, etc. Because Solingen is a border town to VRS, if you are coming from nearby in VRS, you can get a ticket that will get you all of the way there without having to do multiple tickets for multiple buses. So bottom line, the best deal was to get a region 3 group day ticket which covers up to 5 people, even if we were only two.

Since I had done all of the bus ticket/schedule research, D. was in charge of getting the ticket from the driver. It was a little complex, he understood what we wanted, but it seems not to be a common request so he had to keep trying to work his ticket machine to get it to produce what we wanted. 'You go to Cologne?' 'no, Solingen--Schloss burg' 'Ah, ok. Have fun.'

We were on the first bus which took us out of the tiny town of B. where I live. We then hopped a second bus which put us in Wermelskirchen where we needed to wait for the third bus to the Castle. Because these are two different transport networks, the routes are not timed and the castle route is limited, so we had 40 minutes to kill in the middle of no where while we waited. I amused myself by taking a photo of the most decrepit bus stop in German, but that will be a different post. Anyway, we finally made it. Here is the photo of walking up to the castle:

















This market is only for one weekend, so there were plenty of visitors. However, the castle grounds are quite spacious, so it did not feel crowded at all.


We walked around a little to see the grounds while it was still light out. There was a huge line to get inside the castle, so we left the inside part for a different trip.






























Also on the castle grounds is the Seilbahn: http://www.seilbahn-burg.de/ which is basically like a ski chair lift that you can take from the castle hill down to the next town. I started referring to it as the 'seat bahn', but it was pretty cool:

So we hopped off at the bottom and took a brief look around, but it seemed to be just newer residential housing so we got back on the Seilbahn to go back up to the castle grounds. The castle grounds have an old-time merry-making feel:

Then, we walked some more among the stands before stopping for an Obstwein, which is a mixture of hot wine with a fruity flair.

As we were enjoying the evening we saw many people, especially people with their dogs. At one point there was a group with nine Westies between them, some sort of Westie owner club gathering perhaps.

Finally, since the castle is usually closed by 5 PM, the last bus out was 17.51 so we left in order to catch that one. Also waiting for the bus was one of the character actors who was wandering around the castle grounds, a silver clad knight. Since the knight was going to pay for his bus ticket, we invited him instead to travel on ours, since it was a group ticket for up to five. He asked us where we were from and then showed us the sword that he had been carrying all day. No Disney there, it was the real deal, solid metal and heavy as a cast iron skillet. When we got off at Wermelskirchen we walked through town to find a place to eat before we took the next bus back. However, in the meantime, we stumbled into another market. More about that one in the next blog.

The third time is a charm

Christmas Market (CM) number three was last night in Cologne, specificially the market at Rudopfplatz. Why not on Sunday you ask? Because it was yet another holiday here, Totensonntag, or 'Sunday of the Dead,' translated literally. As my work colleagues explained, it is a day you are supposed to consider everything that you have done wrong. Not sure what that has to do with the dead. If anything it should be called 'Sorry Sunday' or 'Think about your sins Sunday'. Don't do anything about the wrongs, just think about them.

But anyway, in my apartment building, apparently thinking was a quick thing and the rest of the day was devoted to laundry. I ran into at least half of the apartment building in the laundry room in the cellar.

Sundays are prime CM visiting time since almost everything else is closed. However, one cannot be in a merry CM mood and simultaneously penitent, therefore the bulk of the Xmas markets are closed. However, a limited few recognize that you can get your thinking out of the way early with proper planning, so they open at 18.00 on that Sunday. If you are optimizing your CM experience and visiting as many as possible, you may be tempted to visit one of these open markets on that day. However, dear reader, it is not recommended for the faint of heart.

Last year I made the trek out to Aachen on this day. At the time it made perfect sense. Aachen is an hour away by train near the Belgian border, so it's a haul. Further, all the other markets are closed, so what a great opportunity to visit this one that is by itself and not near others that I also need to visit. Unfortunately, the rest of Nordrhein-Westfalen felt the same and made the same trip. Without a doubt, this was the most crowded CM I visited last year and it wore down some of my Xmas spirit. Therefore, I skipped Sunday this year and put the energy into Tuesday instead.

Planning your own holiday visit? As this is my fourth year experiencing the magic, here is the wisdom I pass unto you.

--Plan where you want to go. My favorite site to easily see all at a glance in English: http://www.germany-christmas-market.org.uk/cities&dates1.htm

--Plan for off-peak times, in particular if you go with children, older people or those averse to German crowds (such as yours truly who still struggles to understand why Germans have no spacial reasoning, or in other words, why must every German bump into me en route between point A and B?)

--The best off-peak time for larger markets tend to be non-weekends, or near opening/closing hours on the weekends.

--Consider the tiny markets as those are often full of Xmas spirit. If you know some locals, they can often direct you to small unadvertised neighborhood markets that you would otherwise miss. One of my favorites remains the undiscovered Koeln Deutz market with around 9 stalls. It's a 15 minute walk over the bridge from the Alt Stadt, but since it is not advertised it's more of a local thing. They have fine Glühwein, a special hut for the Xmas storyteller with announced story time, and the market is decorated to the nines with children's artwork.

So back to Cologne Rudolphplatz on Tuesday night. It's a small market with around 60 stands, including two for Glühwein. The market is next to an old castle-like wall which gives it an easy, non-city feel even though you are directly in the city. There is a giant Santa statue that is two or three stories tall and in his hand is a live pine tree, the size that you would decorate in your home.

All over the market is a lot of yellow lighting, so it contributes to the soft, quiet mood. Around the perimeter, where there are fences, they've lined them with live pine trees to give it even more of a non-city, tucked away feel. Finally, on top of many of the huts are plastic in figures in motion, a little kitschy, like a plastic Kmart who is lovingly packed up in bubble wrap and brought out each Xmas for tradition's sake. They seem to relate to fairy tales and it appeared that people were walking around just to look at them rather than what the stalls were selling. I was enjoying a Glühwein standing near one that was three elves that were carpenters. One elf was sawing a piece of wood, one waving a latern. At the elves' feet was an old sleeping elf. Repeatedly, as people walked by I would hear in both German and English 'what is what one?' 'I'm not sure.' I was sans camera, but I may make a special trip back to capture this one for your guesses.

Please keep the recommendations coming of any special CMs I should visit...

the magical season begins

now that T'giving has passed, it's time for my favorite time of year in Germany--queue the dancing elves--Weihnachtsmarkt--or the Christmas markets. Christmas in Germany is great. Well, unless you are a member of another religion and get no representation here, in which case, try Philly at Christmas as per my previous post. However, religion aside, I've never been a big fan of Christmas in the US, because of the intense commercialization and stress of the holiday. I came to Germany with no expectations for the season and was pleasantly and completely surprised.

The Christmas markets, (or CM) as I shall now use for the sake of typing, can be found in German cities large and small. They first ones start four weekends before Christmas, so the first ones near me were on Thanksgiving. Now that's a Thanksgiving treat.

Why are CM so great? First, because they are outside, so no crowded stuffy mall with cheap jewelry, perfume and sweaters brought out for the holidays. Instead, you browse among little sheds that have a window/counter and are decked out with decorations, lights, etc. like a little house. While a small town may have only one market, so perhaps 30 little houses selling food, ornaments, basically anything Xmas, a larger town such as Cologne or Duesseldorf will have multiple markets scattered throughout the city, some of them tiny intimate gatherings of eight huts.

So on Thursday I visited the old standby of Duesseldorf. D'dorf is nice because the markets are spread throughout the city so the crowds are dispersed also. D'dorf has a skating rink in the park which is also interesting to see.

My favorite part of the CM is the chance to drink Glühwein while watching the passersby. I'm not a big fan of the warm wine, so I often switch to hot cocoa. Instead of running around in a spending frenzy, many people are just hanging out with friends and family enjoying the atmosphere and a warm drink. To make this even better, many of the stands serve the drinks in a decorative mug, which you make choose to keep if you would like, they usually cost around 3 euros. They change in design each year and include the name of the neighborhood as well as the date. Scrooge that I am, for some reason they appeal to me so each year I drag my office colleagues out on the quest to find the best one. They are sooooo pleased.

Here is this year's from D'dorf's Altstadt or old town and the first office night at the CM. He is shaped like a snowman, as opposed to others that are shaped like normal mugs, or others like a boot. The writing is tough to read in the photo as he is perched festively among the Xmas lights on my window sill, but it references '2006' on his scarf and 'Die Altstadt' is across the front.

On Saturday I went to the small town of Opladen for their festive get-together. They are pretty tiny so they do not have their own special mugs, only generic ones. However, they still have the atmosphere, even if it was so warm that I needed only a sweatshirt and then it started to rain.

Still on the list--the usual standbys of Cologne, Dortmund, Essen and Aachen. New this year: Schlossburg is this coming weekend since it is only one weekend and I used to live near it. Also I've head great things about the Medieval one at Siegburg so am trying to get to that one.

Any to recommend that are within one hour by train of Cologne or D'dorf? Am open to any and all recommendations.

the magic of december (or november moving on)

One of the things I love about Germany...(I bet you never thought I would start a sentence like that)...is the lack of Thanksgiving. Each year, I generally forget about T'giving while I am here. No ridiculous commericals with turkeys holding 'sale!' signs, no massive crowds at the supermarket with T'giving dinner items on sale, no displays filled with candlestick holders in the shape of pilgrims, none of it! My only indication that the holiday was upon us is that my work email is quiet with our US office getting two days off and my German colleagues proudly wished me a happy T'giving.

No, it has nothing to do with being a vegetarian that I loathe the holiday. Back in my younger days when I was a meat eater I could not stand turkey, hated it. Ate it once per year on this blessed holiday, and under duress. Eventually my mother switched to the 'T'giving ham' since she always overcooked the turkey anyway so it tasted awful to my parents during the five days of turkey leftovers extravaganza. Further, I am not so fond of shopping, so now I had to sit through a day where food was the highlight (Thurs) to a day when shopping is the highlight (Fri). Black Friday in the US is like a three day holiday weekend in Germany in the final hour before the Aldi closes. Then multiply that feeling by one hundred.

I consider this holiday to be a speed bump on the way to the 'real' December holidays of Christmas, Hanukkah, and Kwanzaa. You are thinking, 'Heather, you cannot celebrate all three!' Of course you can, dear friend, if you are in the Philadelphia area. It was not until I left Philly that I realized 1. other cities don't have such holiday openness or equality, except maybe NYC and 2. those other cities are severely missing out on this one.

If you ever come to the Philly area in December and you are downtown near the Liberty Bell, you'll see a large life-sized Nativity scene, often with people and live animals instead of the usual plastic Kmart figures. Towering next to it on the same grassy patch is the giant Menorah with candles that light up the night with the number lit up depending on which night it is. All around the city you will see the same thing, Nativity scenes beside Menorahs. Top it all off with references around the city to Kwanzaa. Then, serve it up with periodic public displays by agnostics that eschew all religious holiday references. This same rich and multi-faceted conglomeration and mixture of cultures and beliefs is repeated and played out throughout the city in small neighborhoods.

Other cities may have bits and pieces of the above, but they never have it all brought together on the same ground with an equal right and expectation to be there so it always seems one-sided and lacking. When I lived in DC, Atlanta or San Francisco I had parts of the above, but not all of it so something always seemed missing and Deutschland is no different in this regard.

And this is one of the very few things that I truly miss about Philly.

Monday night and reflections on the weekend

Monday night is Polish class and doing homework for Wednesday morning German class. Often I do homework over the weekend as well as the requisite Saturday shopping, but this weekend I instead met some very interesting people at the 'Second Whiney Expat Bloggers in Germany Meet-up' for all of Saturday.

To explain for those of you in the US, it was a chance for non-German bloggers to meet up in person while visiting a city in Germany.

I was expecting a lot of whining as well as good humor based on the writings of those in attendance (as well as the title of the event), but somehow the whining seemed to be underrepresented. However the wicked sharp wit and overall niceness was definitely there as I was impressed by all in attendence. Eventually I'll pretty up the blog and add their links as my endorsement cannot even begin to describe or do justice to their many eloquent, relevant and sometimes absurd, yet truthful writings about life as an expat in Germany.

writing...

have been putting together all of my notes from my Lithuania trip for the family. am up to 11 pages single spaced. if you want a copy, tell me.

St. Martin's Day - Nov 11

Tonight was the celebration of St. Martin here in the tiny German town I'm in. It's similar to the American Halloween. Children carry self-decorated lanterns on a stick and go from door to door singing about St. Martin. In exchange they receive candy or treats.

I've heard various stories in connection to it having seen a bit last year and then researching it. I've heard it's the 11th at 11 AM (tomorrow) and it is the kick-off of carnival. Although it seems similar to American Halloween, in that each community can celebrate closest to the date as they best see fit. Also, it's a celebration of the end of the collection of the harvest. It's connected to St. Martin who gave his coat to a beggar and it reminds the children of humility--that's the version the six children and two adults gave me tonight when I asked.

I had heard them singing in the building, but it seemed that only one or two people were home to open doors for them. Fortunately I had a box of candy on standby so I opened the door and they came to my door to sing and then to explain the tradition after I asked. It was probably the only time they received such a question tonight, but they were very kind and easer to try to explain in simple terms.

It's probably better than last year when I was baffled as to why Kristallnacht (Nov 9-10) would receive such a commemoration when I first saw one of the children groups wandering the streets and I was too afraid to ask the question lest I offend my German colleagues and I spent the days after looking online for "November 9 + lantern + Germany + children + singing."

Iceland (again!)

Since Iceland prices and tourist volume drop greatly in the colder weather, I decided to go back. I was there from Thurs until today. It was very rainy. A fish could have survived for days on the sidewalk it was so wet.

However, it was a nice visit. I went back to the Blue Lagoon. http://www.bluelagoon.com/ It's lovely to step outside in the air temp that was just below freezing to go the 15 steps into the very warm water.

I also went to the Reykjavik Museum of Photography which was showing an interesting exhibit of photos of Poland under communist times: http://www.ljosmyndasafnreykjavikur.is/english/index.htm

Finally, I went to the Reykjavik Art Museum. I went primarily because they were opening a show of young American artists as a part of an Iceland/American program. There was an interesting talk, in English, by the Icelandic and American artists involved. Here is the main museum link:
http://www.listasafnreykjavikur.is/index.en.shtml

The weather was very bad on Sunday so many trips were either cancelled or diverted through Glasgow, so unfortunately, some people arrived in many hours late. Since I was not leaving until Monday, I was ok. On Sunday I went to Keflavik, to stay at a guesthouse near the airport since my plane left early on Monday. I wandered downtown to eat at Pizza 67, the best pizza chain in Iceland. They are the home of the 'Sgt Pepper', which is mushrooms, onions, pepperoni (i skip that), fresh chili peppers, and black pepper (of the salt and pepper variety).

I also went to the local cinema to see a movie. Movies in Iceland are usually kept in the original English, but subtitled in Icelandic. It is a small cinema with two screens and very few movie watchers on a Sunday. I went to see that new Borat movie. Along with me in the theater were around 10 gentlemen from the New York area. They were on a flight back to the US that was delayed six hours so they came to the movies. Around halfway through there is an intermission when they turn off the film for five minutes. At that time they called the airport and found out they were delayed until the next day. It was a great movie to see with other people from the US as I'm sure if I would have seen it here in Germany the Germans would have given it a different spin, although overall it was not a great movie. Then after it was over I left the theater and stepped into a hail storm. Magnificent Iceland!

happy halloween

If you were a trick-or-treating on my street (which you wouldn't be doing, as that is not done in Germany), this would be what you see. Look closely and you will see the happy pumpkin lights in the window. Not the best of photos, but realistic as it is rather dark here in the country.

the great pumpkin!

Halloween is my favorite holiday and it always has been. In Europe, Halloween does not have the same following as in the US. In the German supermarket ads this year they detailed Halloween and how to celebrate it, and each year it has an increased influence. This year, I decided to bring Halloween back into my life. I coerced the dear boyfriend into attending a 'Herbsfest' with me that I saw advertised in the local paper, because I saw the beloved 'Kuerbis' in the background of the photo.

This is a general celebration of fall/autumn and includes lots of booths that sell crafts with a fall theme, food booths, sometimes a flea market type of atmosphere, and often there are one or two booths that sell pumpkins, gourds, and anything fall.

I had scoped out the first booth at the beginning, looking at all of the 'jack-be-littles' and other assorted gourds hoping that there would be a second booth but mentally steeling myself for the possibility that there would not be. I had mentally picked out a runt pumpkin, because those of your who are lucky enough to go to the pumpkin patch with me know that I will pick the saddest pumpkin available because no one loves it.

When we came back the sad runt pumpkin was gone and I was in confusion. There was not another pumpkin that jumped out to say 'take me home'. I circled and circled. Dear boyfriend set down the backpack and patiently waited. Finally I realized. Germans do not like big pumpkins since they do not do Halloween and the whole carving and the candle in the jack-o-lantern thing. Instead they choose little pumpkins and gourds and nicely arrange them in a basket next to their front door.

And that was why this pumpkin--the biggest by far of the group, maybe 15 pounds--was left alone, at a price barely more than those half his size. (OK, adjusting for the euro to dollar conversion, he cost me 10 dollars, a bit pricey for a similar item in the US.) However, the joy he has brought has been immense.

The teenaged clerk who put up with my incessant circling and and put up with bad German when I explained I wanted an 'American' Halloween pumpkin was amused when we bought him. Then, as dear boyfriend carried him through the market and back to the bus station the Germans stared with mouths agape. Ok that is nothing new.

Then, as we were walking past some tables where people were singing those happy German songs, a nice man spotted us and shouted 'Geil Kuerbis!' (Cool pumpkin!) Dear boyfriend very nicely accompanied me on the bus to carry Mr. Pumpkin back to my car, instead of us parting there so that he could take the train home from there as originally planned. Once on the bus Mr. Pumpkin garnered much admiration, especially from a man sitting across from us, a real working class gent. Boyfriend proceeded to explain how we had just bought him and that he was a good pumpkin. Germans tend not to be overly friendly in starting conversations, so this was a real surprise. Boyfriend then knocked on the pumpkin and said it was a good pumpkin. This fellow then asked if could do the same. Mr. Pumpkin-making friends around the world. Then we caused some admiring comments from some older ladies as we left the bus.

Upon bringing Mr. Pumpkin home, I put him on my balcony, on the ledge so that all could see him in his Halloween glory.

Lithuanian food photos

I have returned from Lithuania and Estonia. I still need to write up all of the notes of the family visit, but in the meantime, some photos. A while back Natalie requested food photos. Here you will see some typical Lithuania food--fried garlic bread (the photo with the brown squares that look a little like American brownies). They always use dark bread and the little white bits that you see on it are pieces of minced garlic. Once they make a batch of it, any that is not eaten will be served at room temperature the next day.

The other place is a Lithuanian vegetarian plate for me. At 6 o'clock on the plate is 'salad' which is a mixture of fresh minced cabbage, red bell pepper, some onions and perhaps some other veg which is marinated in a oil/vinegar like liquid. At 12 o'clock on the plate is roasted potatoes with cripsy fried onion bits. In the exact center of the plate is the highlight, mushrooms cooked with onions. These are special mushrooms, in Germany they are called 'pfefferlingen'. They are only available for perhaps 6 weeks in Germany before the season is over. They are a little more available in Lithuania, and in fact, I often see them here for about 6 weeks more, exported from Lithuania to Germany.

They are nothing like your 'regular' American button mushrooms. Instead they have almost a 'meaty' texture that requires some chewing. They range in color from yellow to deep orange or beige depending on the the exact variety and local differences. Here is a great photo from the German side of Wikipedia of this mushroom in full glory:
http://de.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bild:Cantharellus_cibarius_01.jpg

Hello from Lithuania

Having a great time despite the overcast and cold weather.

A dog with a job!

Often in Germany foreigners get stuck seeing only the bad parts of Germany since sometimes there are so many of them and they are so in your face. I purposely do not write about many of the negatives here, because I am a guest in this country and if I do not like the Germans I can always go home. However, ever so occasionally, I see something in Germany that absolutely causes delight for the rest of my day, so here was today's...

Often in Germany the mail is delivered on by a postal worker on foot or in my case, by a postal worker with a yellow bicycle and a flat box on the front that holds all of the deliveries. At the company where I work there is a minivan that comes since it is in an industrial complex and other companies also get loads of mail. Around the time I arrive each day at 0830-ish the lady is there, unloading around three of those cartons onto a small handtruck and carting them into the building.

One day I noticed Mr. Dog. His job is to sit up straight in the backseat of the postal minivan on a blanket and to watch the front door of the office until Postal Lady comes back. People are walking in and out and past the minivan, but Mr. Dog is undeterred and strict in his task. He barely blinks.

Today I did not leave my house until 0840 and walked to work. (Yes, I live a charmed life, I have given up early mornings and driving commutes.) I was quite close to the office and I see a lady and a dog not on a leash. He's rambling along and the lady is walking on ahead. I tend to be a little cautious about stepping between a dog and an owner, so I stepped into the street to walk along the recycle bins in order to pass the lady streetside. At that point I see the postal sign in the window of the minivan and realize, it's the Postal Lady and Mr. Dog. Of course I cannot contain my pre-coffee excitement and I stop dead in my tracks and actually say aloud 'it's the post dog!' loud enough for the lady to hear.

She is almost next to me and I feel a little silly so I then translate 'it's the post dog!' into German which probably sounds just as silly. However, I think she caught the bad accent and excused the silliness because she answered me 'yes it is.' I proceeded to tell her (in bad German) how I see Mr. Dog at the office each day, and in the meantime Mr. Dog came over so that I could pet him.

To her credit she put up with the bad German and we chatted for a few minutes. She explained that Mr. Dog is allowed to come with in Germany when she delivers mail and it's very nice, because it means that she is not alone when she's delivering mail and also, he can be protective if needed. Each morning they do their deliveries in the industrial complex and then they stop where I met him so that he can have a potty break in the trees. He was a gift dog from her friends who were leaving Germany to go to Greece and could not take him with for a variety of reasons, such as his large size.

She told me that he does the straight ahead staring thing everywhere when he is waiting. Her husband had brought him to the airport one time to pick her up and the plane was late. He was not interested in the planes circling in the sky or anyone in the airport. Instead he stared for two hours at the door watching for her to come through, not making the connection that she was still in the air and not immediately behind the door.

I told her that is was very nice that she could bring him as that is not so common in America. She said yes, and that she had seen a show once about a fire brigade in America that had a 'fire dog' but he was more of a mascot than a working dog. I compare this scenario to the US where one would never see a non-service dog in connection with the US postal service, and if one did, there would probably be some fear that his dog hair would get on a letter and cause an allergic reaction and someone to sue or something.

Sometimes, Germany in its ways can be quaint.

Oct 3 - Another German holiday

Oct 3 is German Unification Day. It's the day that Germans celebrate the recombining of East and West Germany. What do you do on that day? It's like a Sunday, all of the shops are closed, and it's not a religious holiday, so there is no church service. So what does the average German in the Cologne/Duesseldorf area do? Judging by the traffic today, we all went shopping in Holland. I took yesterday off also, so I had a four day weekend.

In other news I have scheduled the rest of my holiday for the year. Next week I go back to Lithuania and visit my cousins. From there I fly to Tallinn, Estonia, an elusive one on my travel list. All told I have a week off to the Baltics.

Then, next month Nov 1 is a holiday and then I spend a few days in Iceland once more. I am very excited to see how cold Iceland is in November and the general atmosphere there and if it is very touristed.

Off to Ikea

It's Saturday morning and am still in need of a few things for the new flat. Am crossing the border into Belgium to go to Ikea. Why drive 1.5 hours when there is one in Germany 50 min away? Because Germans seems genetically programs to have no spacial reasoning. Which, in effect, means if there is snough space for two people to pass by you, the German will bump into you. When you are in lines--assuming there is some strict structure that forces a line, because Germans tend not to do lines and will just step in front of you--if you are actually in a line you will usually feel hot breath on your neck--it's a German waiting. Then you will feel an elbow in your back or a foot against your heel. Most of the time it is unintentional, they just lack the ability to not touch you when you are in between them and where they are going.

But I digress. When my colleague and I went to the Cologne Ikea a few weeks ago it was a very painful event for me, getting bumped into at least 50 times, you'd think I was in a New York or Tokyo subway, except that in New York they would be more polite and apologize or at least acknowledge that they just clipped you in their big hurry. Here in Germany it is your fault for existing in the aisle.

Two months ago on a whim I went to the closest Belgium Ikea, which is about 20 minute past the border. As it is Ikea, it is basically the same stuff in the same store with the same layout and the equivalent huge number of shoppers. I spent three hours there and no one bumped into me. Ate in the fine Ikea cafeteria and no one stepped on me. A woman even thanked me (in French) for moving my chair in when she was trying to get past. Was pleasantly surprised and it made for a nice shopping experience. Therefore I'm going back for more.

Iceland: Part 1

Iceland is so beautiful that even someone who does not take good photos will get good photos. Let's start. I left from Frankfurt Hahn airport, which is around 2 hours from Cologne. I left from Hahn because Iceland Express leaves from there with a cheap, direct flight. Hahn was formerly a US miliary base that is up in the hills well outside of Frankfurt. Currently it caters to the cheap airline and those willing to trek up there to get the dirt cheap tickets.







This is from the coast of Vestmannaeyjar island. It is a little island that is close of the big island of Iceland. To get there, you can take a bus from Reykjavik which takes 55 minutes, and then you get on the ferry which takes around 2 hours 15 min. Many people were on the ferry. A traveler from Norway and I chatted the whole time. He told me that the Islandic language is similar to and ancient form of Norwegian, so when they spoke a certain way, he could understand bits and pieces.




The island itself has many mountains. In general Icelanders are very friendly and open. You are welcome to traipse all over their island. Everywhere that I went, people were very curious where I came from, and why I came to visit. It's a bit of a strange phenomenon, they speak American English due to the TV, movies and music, but they don't get to use it much with an American necessarily so whenever they answer you it is often two seconds later than you would expect, sort of like you are on a long distance phone call to the other side of the world.

Germany differences, part 1: healthcare

Many of you ask about the differences in Germany. One of the biggest ones is probably the healthcare here. Contrary to popular American belief, Germany does not have that ubiquitous universal, national insurance that we're always hearing about in the US (but the UK does).

As a US expat I had my US paycheck and insurance. I only went once to the doctor in Germany because it involved submitting expense forms for reimbursement and having gone once to the dentist in the UK, the insurance company would not convert the pounds to dollars. As pounds are worth more than dollars, by paying me only in dollars instead of the charged pounds converted to dollars, they saved some money. Since it was only 10 dollars in the end I could not be bothered to spend that amount in postage writing them letters to fight it, but let it be known that a certain dental insurance company that uses Snoopy in its advertisements does not treat expat dental reimbursements properly.

Fast forward to Germany. Upon becoming a German J employee, I had to take a German insurance. In Gemany there are two types of insurance: public or private. Around 90% of Germans have public insurance and the remaining 10% have private.

Public insurance is an option for all Germans. There are a variety of companies that offer it, many were formed to offer insurance to a certain company or employee union, so they exist with that background but now they are open to everyone. It depends on the company or the plan year, but they charge around 11-14% of your pay to insure you, depending on how last year went. These percentages are adjusted each year, and employees can switch each year as they wish.

Private insurance is only offered to employees who make a certain amount of money. Private insurance offers a higher level of coverage and more enhanced options to choose from. Private also gives you some leeway to create your own plan. You may choose a deductible from 200 to 1200 euro; the higher the deductible, the lower your monthly cost.

Each German must choose an insurance carrier, and then they tell the payroll department. If you choose not to pick a carrier, a standard public one will be chosen for you. Then, whether you are public or private, the company pays 50% of your health insurance premium, the only difference being that the company pays the public insurance directly, vs. for private insurance the company requires proof/cost of coverage and then pays you the 50% so that you pay 100% of the premium each month.

Why would someone choose one or the other?
If you have public insurance and you have a non-working spouse or dependent children, they are automatically covered for free under your premiums. If you have private insurance they are an additional cost.
It is easy to go from public to private--public plans must take everyone regardless of health status or pre-existing conditions. Private plans require a questionnaire before taking you and can require a physical exam if there are any doubts.
It is sometimes difficult to get in to see a doctor. However, doctors get more money from private insurance and often faster payments. Therefore, you will get an appointment faster with private insurance.
Public insurance works similarly to the US health networks that a doctor's office submits an expense to the insurance company and then bill you later for the part not covered. Private insurance requires you to submit the doctor's bill to insurance and receive payment and then to pay the doctor.
With private insurance you can request an appointment with any doctor that you like, whenever you want; public insurance requires following some procedures of who you see exactly.
Private insurance caters to the young and healthy who do not use it much. If you go an entire year without submitting any expenses, you have the ability to claim back some of the premium costs, including that which the company paid for you.

So, particularly in light of that last point, I chose the private option. Then a month ago I was playing volleyball and did something to my finger similar to what I had done previously to a different one. My colleagues did not like the black and blue color so insisted that I go to a doctor.

They were able to find me an Orthopedic/Sports Medicine specialist in this tiny town who could see me in one week. I get the feeling that they are not used to non-Germans, but they were nice enough. The office was actually an old converted house that used every square inch. There were two chairs next to a stairway that was the 'waiting area' for the x-ray room upstairs.

So for being there an hour and seeing the assistant and then the doctor, having my finger x-rayed in two positions, the doctor to look at it once more with the digital x-rays online, and then the assistant to bandage it--do you want to guess how much that cost? Having had something similar in the US the last time this happened to a different finger, I can tell you it ran a few hundred dollars, of which insurance would have covered a good chunk, if not for the deductible.

Oops, left out the final part. I was expecting to have to pay upon leaving, like in the US. They looked at me like I was crazy when I asked in bad German about the bill. You'll get the bill by mail when we write the bills. Are you kidding me? I was seen by a doctor with x-rays and all, and because I told you I have private insurance and I gave you a name, street address and birthdate, you trust that I will receive and pay the bill. Quite a change from the US doctor offices that have a big sign saying something like 'payment expected on day of office visit'.

So when I finally got the bill this week, I had slight trepidation. However, that was all for naught, as this is Germany and seeing the doctor is relatively cheap. The whole thing came up to 60 euros. A mere pittance to what I would have been chared for the same exact thing in the US. So now I need to pay and hold it to see if I go any more to the doctor. I have the ability to save bills for up to one year before submitting. Then I can see if I go again, or if it is better to pay out of pocket if I only go once and go for the 'non-use' refund instead.

Long weekend

Summer is over in Germany, so I'm going to where summer is still in full swing--Bilbao, Spain. The plane leaves Duesseldorf at 0750 Friday morning so only a quick note before I go. Back late Sunday night.

found

since the camera cord has been found and while 181 pics download, here is today's cultural adventure. over the weekend my work colleague brought her super IT boyfriend to set up my wireless because i was having some difficulties with it and choosing the right setup options in german.

the topic always comes up--heather's less than stellar german skills. because i did not study german in a university setting like i studied spanish, my german is completely off the cuff and random. i pick up a good chunk of it from the sarcastic 45 year old work colleague in front on me, so i have german words to describe 'trash talk' or a word for 'he who talks too much' but i lack some basics like toothpaste since that one doesn't come up in the office.

as super IT boyfriend was fixing my pc it gave him a bit of a challenge and he was less than amused with the four firewalls i have installed. i explained that i install and uninstall with reckless abandon.

this morning he told her to pass along a new german word to me. she says the word 'basteln' in german but i do not know it. she says, moment, i ask leo. leo is a famous online dictionary that many of the germans use; it is quite extensive in its definitions, and there is even a speaking option to hear the word.
http://dict.leo.org/pages.ende/about_en.html?lang=en

in the meantime i ask my other colleague the meaning without telling her the scenario. she explains...it's like when small children spend an entire afternoon making christmas ornaments, or doing craft things, that is the verb you would use. hmm. colleague number one is back now.

"leo says it is 'to tinker'. "
"a-ha, now i get it, i tinkered with the computer."
" yes, he says you tinkered."
"well, yes perhaps."
"tinkered to death."

searching

i have not been home much since i moved into the new place and not everything is yet unpacked, including the camera cord to move the digital pics from the camera to the pc. further, the internet box does not work in the new place, it seems to have been damaged during the move so i had to order a new one and it is currently en route so i have no internet access at home.

therefore, the posts have been rather lean recently.

last weekend i took a cheap last minute flight with lufthansa to bratislava. bratislavia is in slovakia, and has been separated from the czech republic since 1993. It has been in the EU since 2004 but it still not on the Euro.

Once the photos are transferred, I'll post some pics and some further details.

On the move

So I moved from Cologne to B. to an unfurished apartment and then took off for Iceland for 14 days. I've been back in the 95F heat of Germany and have spent the past week catching up on work stuff and trying to unpack.

This weekend I head up to Sylt for some cooler weather and seaside.

I haven't unpacked the cord to transfer the Iceland photos yet, so more when I come back next week...

Holiday planning continued

Too many hours of research later and almost everything is sorted. The tent is packed and the itinerary is somewhat set. On July 1 I will be on a plane to Iceland, to relax and wander the coastline for 13 days. Yes, Iceland. Specifically, I will be camping at small towns and out of the way places near lava fields, geysers, and at one point on a small island that is accessable via ferry. (There is also a small airfield and a five minute flight, but potentially a person needs to run out and clear the field of sheep before the turbo prop lands, so instead the ferry of 2.25 hours will be just fine.)

For an American who does not get much vacation usually, to have to plan a two week vacation, and then to still have to figure out what to do with another 20 vacation days, it's been a learning experience.

At the same time, with the local contract I decided to move closer to the office as I'm tired of the drive in. I found a very bright place with a balcony close enough to the office to ride Mr. Dutch Bike in whenever I want. The move started tonight and will be completed gradually over the next week.

Photos and such after I come back from Iceland and unpack fully. In the meantime, here is where I will spend my first few days:
http://www.iww.is/landshlutare.asp?lysing=swt&hluti=swt&menu=sw
Or check out the main tourism site: http://www.icelandtouristboard.com/

holidays

Many of you like to point out the proliferation of holidays in Europe. It's not that there are so many of them, it's just that they are all squashed together on the calendar. For example, where I work in Germany, these are the holidays this year:

Jan 1 - New Year's
Apr 14 and 17 - Easter
May 1 - May day
May 25, June 5, June 15 - Ascension, Whit Monday, Corpus Christi
Oct 3 - Re-unification of Germany
Nov 1 - All Saint's day
Dec 25 and 26 - Christmas
Dec 31 - New Year's Eve

So as you can see, it's an absolute holiday drought after this week, Thursday.

However, World Cup is currently going on in Germany, so the entire country is in play mode from June 9 to July 9. There are people from all over the world visiting Germany wearing their country gear, in particular flags worn around the shoulders or the waist.

Wearing my US flag I was walking home on Sunday and over the bridge when an old man on a bicycle, at least 80 years old, slowed down, pointed at me and yelled something. In the office the next day my colleagues said that he is still angry about losing the war. I am not sure they were joking, actually.

61, 57, 64, 68, 55, 64, 57, 63, 61, 63

That was the high temps of the past 10 days. Want to know the lows?
52, 50, 54, 52, 45, 41, 48, 46, 57, 50. Yes, that's in F, not C.

It's a bit disappointing to consider that this is summer so far. In particular, Thursday was a Germany public holiday, but it rained cold all day long. Then, the past week was the Weindorf, when the little wineries from along the Mosel river to the South come to Cologne and set up little huts where they bring all of their wines and you can sample your choice of a variety from each one, for around 2 Euros/.1 Liter, so a small glass. The rain must have put a bit of a damper on their business this year, in particular for these small businesses.

However, next week Monday is another Germany holiday, so I'm off on a three day weekend on Sat to Berlin. Also, the apartment is strewn with travel books as I plan my 30 days of vacation. I am planning one heck of a trip in July--more details when it's solidified, but for those of you who want to ponder--the outbound is booked; I am traveling by plane around 3.5 hours to someplace that has a two hour time difference. Keep thinking and stay tuned...

A short walk around Koeln Deutz

Many of you have asked what it's like to live it Cologne and what makes it different from the US. On Thursdays I leave work early to make sure that I make it home in time to have dinner before going to German class in town, so I took a few photos on the way since the weather was perfect today.

This is the front of the apartment building where I live. The two right windows in the bottom row are mine. I have lived here for just over one year, but I have visions of moving back to the country and closer to the office as the commute is too tempermental. On a good day it takes me 35 minutes to the office. On the worst day it took me four hours. Generally it takes me 45 minutes each way.

Here is the Bioladen (health food store) next to my apartment. When I had only been living in Cologne around a week or two, a package came that required a signature. The Bioladen accepted it and I was able to pick it up during store hours, which is a whole lot easier than trying to be home for DHL. Their hours are 9-13 and 14-18.30 Monday to Friday and 9-14 on Saturdays. If you look closely in the center of the photo, you will see a little boy. It is a very common occurance for parents to leave their children outside the tiny store, partially perhaps due to all of the low shelves, and partially because it is a very safe area. They keep plently of chalk available for the little people for while they wait, so if you look closely you can see some of their artwork.

This it a rather lackluster photo of the local shopping street. It goes for 6 blocks and includes two small supermarkets, an opthamologist, a bicycle shop, a few bakeries, a bank, three bookstores (each with a specific niche), some restaruants, and a variety of other stores.

In the photo you'll notice a blue P sign, those signify the local parking restrictions. In this area, parking is free from 9 at night to 9 in the morning. The rest of time you are required to have a local parking sticker, or to go to one of the little ticket machines to purchase a ticket for a specified period of time, usually up to two hours.

On the other side of the yellow building is the Teeladen or tea store. They sell a variety of loose leaf teas in an old shop with wooden floors. I had gone in and noticed a photo of a cat next to the cash register and a tip jar, so I had to ask. The woman went to fetch a second photo and explained patiently in slow German that they 'employ' a cat to keep the shop mouse free. As the customers appreciate the cat, they sometimes leave change in the jar to contribute to his well-being. The best part of the story-he does not work Saturdays, he gets the full weekend off each week!

One final one, a view of the river and one of the bridges:

The river is the Rhein and it cuts through the center of Cologne. I have to walk to the other side of the river to get to the Berlitz office for class. In the background of this photo is one of my favorite bridges in Cologne. At night they light it up so it is quite beautiful. Then very late at night, sometime after 2 they turn off the lights. In small towns around here they turn off stoplights late at night, and I mean actually turn off, not turn to blinking red, in order to save electricity.

On the right you'll see some large pod-like containers, those are recycle bins. The are plentiful and located around where people live or work. Then you take your paper, glass, plastics, and packing material (such as plastic wrap, styrofoam, aluminum cans, aluminum foil), and you separate the different items into the different pods. I've been told by some cynical Germans that they don't actually recycle what you sort, or that they dump it all together to process and that the purpose of the separating pods is to make you feel good about contributing to saving the environment.

So that's all for today's quick stops on the way to class. I hope you enjoyed it!

Koopzondag

Koopzondag is the Dutch word for Sunday shopping. Here you see the Tref supermarket, it is in Venlo, a Dutch city just over the German border. Shops in continental Western Europe tend not to be open on Sundays, so a shopping Sunday is a big thing, all five hours of it.

Into the car we hopped for the hour long drive there. Further, this is a gigantic supermarket by EU standards, so lots of choices. I tend to find many vegetarian items in Holland that I cannot find in Germany, so I'll go about once every six weeks after work or on a Saturday.

Shopping Sunday does not happend too often, the next one in Venlo is Sept 17, so mark your calendars now!

The May day tree in front of my house

May day is a holiday through most of Europe. This tree is across the street from my apartment, taken from the direction of my apartment, towards the other side of the street.

My work colleague explained that one does not usually see such things in the city, they are more of a country thing in Germany. She explained something about how if a boy likes a girl, he puts th colored streamers on the tree so she will know. She is then supposed to do something so that he knows that she knows.

Notice the bicycles in the photo, this is very common in Cologne.

Katowice, Poland

May 1 is a holiday in Germany, so thus a three day weekend this year. We took a cheap flight on Central Wings (an affiliate of German Wings based out of Poland) and off we went from Cologne to Katowice. It is the closest major airport to Oswiecim, otherwise known by its WW2 German name of Auschwitz. We went to both Auschwitz I and Auschwitz II-Birkenau. That whole part of the trip remains surreal.

While there, we stayed in the town of Tychy. It is a small-ish industrial town in an industrial region of Poland. Located smack dab in the center is the Tyskie brewery. It is one of the most popular beers in Poland. They also produce Pilsner Urquell there, with a special brewmaster arriving once per week from the Czech Republic to oversee production.

I ate a lot of Polish food while there. Contrary to popular understanding, there is quite a lot of Polish vegetarian food, it's just a matter of knowing what to look for. My absolute favorite is mushroom pierogis, followed closely by Polish pickles.

Poland still remains an inexpensive country to visit although prices seem to have risen from when I first visited. Katowice has a grand mall, large by US standards, and open on Sundays until 21.00, something that Germany does not have. It has higher end brands like Hugo Boss and a gigantic Tesco selling everything imaginable with 20+ checkout lines.

Overall Katowice is a winner for a long weekend.