Incoherent Stream of Consciousness

Oops, it's been two weeks since I last posted. Funny how that happens.

If you read the last post and wanted to scratch your eyes out at the sight of my ignorant Amurrican complaints about soccer football, you'll be pleased to know I've learned a lot more since then. For example, ties bother me a lot less now that I understand the whole round-robin elimination thing. At this point, I predict Germany will beat Italy on Thursday, and probably face Spain in the final on July 1st. It's so fun to watch a sport where there are no idiotic ESPN commentators to deal with and no commercial interruptions for Cool Ranch Doritos. (WE GET IT, YOU'RE DELICIOUS. NOW GO AWAY.)

As for my plans, my last day of class is on Thursday. After that, I'm hoping to visit a friend in Tübingen (south Germany) and then head to Berlin for my flight to South Africa on the 5th. I'm a little anxious about the whole "lugging my 50lb suitcase on to trains" thing, but we'll make it work (no promises, though. I might knock a few bystanders unconscious in the process.)

In other news, what is food in America? I think I've forgotten. Hamburgers? (They're actually pretty terrible here, so... congratulations, America! +1 Arbitrary Culinary Point for you.) Bacon? But there's not schnitzel, or wurst... but I mean, I don't... pasta, maybe? Seriously, what did I even eat last year? Soup? Raisins? I'm pretty sure that was about it...
Yeah, I'm going to miss German food a lot.
And their beer.
And their ice cream.

This is a transitional sentence. Over the course of the past two months, I've been collecting postcards, coasters and miscellaneous things and sticking them to the board over my bed. Here's a picture of it:

As you can see,  I started on the right and it gradually descends into chaos on the left. There's a little story that goes with most of them, which is nice; some I still don't understand. However, my favorite has to be the very first that I found in Frankfurt:

It was a promo postcard for some comic convention day in May, but let's be real, that doesn't adequately justify why this picture exists. There are just so many great things about this I can't even stand it.

Anyway, I'll be bringing all of these little memory nuggets with me back to the U.S. Taking them down in a few days will be a bummer.

I'm hoping to write at least one more post before I leave Göttingen, but I feel I should warn you in advance, it'll probably be tacky and laden with gross summaries of what I've learned about myself, blah blah blah, how my world perspective has been altered by this experience, yada yada... boring, preachy stuff like that. Something from the classic "20-something goes somewhere and thinks she knows everything now" genre. Don't miss it!