I have been here for one week now, and I have learned a lot in that time. I think I will write about my first day first, then write another log about my first week. I spent the first day getting into town, with my minimal understanding of German. I could ask for stuff, but if people asked me questions, I had no idea what they were asking. As soon as I got off the flight, I could tell it was going to be interesting when it took me a few minutes to find how to flush toilets.
After getting my train ticket I set off into the world, but not before I missed a connecting train and had to get a new one 40 minutes later. Not to big of a deal. As I round the bend of the train, I saw what would soon be my home. It looked just as I had pictured it; no, much better. It looked perfect; even the graffiti looked artistic. The weather was raining lightly the train ride over, but stopped when I got off.
As I walked with my three bags over to the tram spot I began to look for how to buy a tram (street car) ticket. I looked and looked and could not find anything, so I just got on. Unlike american subways or streetcars from what I experienced, nobody asked to see my ticket, so I was confused. Now being the good american in a foreign country I began to watch people to see what they did, because I WANTED to buy this ticket. I soon saw a giant box where people where purchasing a ticket, so I walked over to it. It looked like something you could buy a ticket, but alas, this was my first day and I didn’t sleep much on the flight. There were over 20 different buttons. Some where colored, some had numbers.
I stood there starring at it for about two stops with my three bags on my shoulders, and very tired. Soon a German came up to me first asked me something in German. Then quickly spoke English to me. He asked me where I was going and then showed me how to buy a ticket. He told me many times to get to my hostel I should take the R�merhof stop. So far, Germans seem to very helpful and friendly people. I wait for a long time on the tram. I was starting to get worried I missed R�merhof. Then it came and I got off. made a left and I walked until the road ended, but no hostel. Then the sky opened up and starting pouring.
So I decided to walk, and walk until I was soaking wet and I had no idea where I was. After I had walked about 3km I decided to get a cab. After about 20 minutes of searching I found a Mercedes cab and had him take me about 4 blocks more to the Hostel. Finally I got to the hostel and was able to change into some slightly drier clothing (since my bags got soaked). The hostel was in a beautiful area with the wall behind it and vineyards on the hillside.
Location: Freiburg, Deutschland
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