I survived the weekend. it was tough and i was worried a few times but i made it to a new week with all my fingers and toes still intact. The fun started thursday night when we went to the bar in Tostedt. Hubi brought the Americans from his team to the bar and we had a few beers with them. Johst drove to the bar and drank...the legal limit here in germany is .05 so if you have one beer you're pretty much too drunk to drive...and everyone else had been drinking too, so we had to walk home. Tostedt is about 2 km away so it wasnt that bad of a walk. Tine was also on our midnight stroll. we talked about accents and how i could tell that the Americans there at the bar were from the south because they talked with a slow southern twang. they tell me its the same in germany too, people from bravaria speak differently than the people in northern germany. then i was trying to explain ebonics to them and how even though its english its like its own language. I'm going to show them the leprechauns video on youtube so they can experience ebonics-i want da gold, give me da gold, i wanna know where da gold at.
Friday i went to the field and worked on the stringing the net to the fence on the backstop. its about half way done now and the net is rediculously tight. you could play longtoss with your self against this net. im hoping that it will loosen up a bit once it gets wet a few times and balls hit it. it wont affect the game any because the only balls that will hit it are foul tips...if a player throws home and hits the net part, we have much worse issues than worrying about how the ball flys off the net. the pulheim Gophers practiced at our field on friday so i got to watch them work out while i was working on the net. Their coach is an American named Ben and if i didnt know any better, i would have swore it was matt kliene out there. the same general build as well and the way he ran, threw, and just his demeanor is the same. I laughed when i saw him pull out his arm gaurd for hitting in the cage. Friday night there was a birthday party/BBQ...they love barbeques here. We ate and drank and laughed and Igl was really drunk because they were setting up for the Easter fire all day and like i said before, if there are more than one person with the same general goal in the same place its a reason to drink. so they drank. After the party, me, Johannes, and Toby all came back to my place and drank another beer. and they were trying to teach me german because they saw my German for Dummies book. (Mom i got the package and everything was fine, but it cost another 60 euros to get it. and how long have you known me, a long time right, and when was the last time youve seen me eat a jelly bean? but the rest of the candy is gone and i thank you.) needless to say that lessen went right in one ear and out the other, because i was drunk and dont remember what they told me.
Saturday was my trip to Hamburg with Stephan and Martina. we started out at 7:50 with an hour train ride...suffice it to say that i was a little hungover and stephan recognized this and thankfully changed our itenerary a tad so there was less walking in the beginning. so first we went and saw the harbor and the big container ships and lifts and stuff. that was all pretty cool. we then hopped on a ferry and rode back into town where we walked around and saw some of the older parts of town. Martina wanted a coffee so we stopped at a cafe and i had a hot chocolate...and a damn fine one at that. at that point i was pretty sluggish and in dire need of some caffine or somehting to wake me up. i felt a lot better after my drink and it added a little pep in my step. we then took the train to the shopping district which reminded me a lot of Michigan Ave in Chicago. retail stores lined the street and there was a shitload of people out. it was a beautiful day though, 70 and sunny all day. there were street performers there too playing music for change. and i learned from one lady that standing on one foot makes you a better flute player. She was singing while the other three guys played the bass, guitar, and percussion and when it was her turn to play the flute, she would always pick up her right foot and put it on the inside of her left knee- making a 4 with her legs. they were pretty good though.
well i just got off the phone with Mom and now its 1:30 in the morning and im tired. I'm going to bed and i'll finish the 2nd half of the weekend tomorrow. the suspence is killing you i can tell.
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