Yep, we were meant to venture of the beaten path and into the unknown. Yesterday we arrived in a city we had never heard of until the day before we left. It couldn´t have gone any smoother. Even when the man at the front desk of our hostel didn´t speak english and couldn´t find our reservation, we didn´t once panic. I would say for two girls as organized and analytical as us, that is definitely huge growth. He did find our reservation, to the relief of eveyone involved, and we have a nice private double room. We went out on the town last night. There are lots of young people here, although we found ourselves in a club that could very well been our stomping grounds in Reno. The music is the same anywhere you go thanks to the U.S. dominance of the music industry. It´s also amazing to me that as soon as you tell a guy you are American he immediately wants to talk politics. I´m sorry, but discussing Obama in a nightclub is not my definition of a good time.
Thankfully a lot of people we´ve run into "sprechen sie Englisch" because our German is even more limited than our French. The most common response it "a little" when we ask, but we´ll take what we can get. We haven´t ventured to try weinersnitzl, bratwurst, or the famous German weisbeir yet, but we have enjoyed the German custom of drinking in the streets in the afternoon. We had a picnic of german salami, cheese, multigrain bread, olives and cream cheese stuffed peppers, grapes and a rum cocktail we mixed "hostel style" and ate sitting on the cobble stones of the main plaza in town. We decided to stay an extra night so we have some more time to explore. Then we will head to Stuttgart on Monday.
Auf wierderseheh for now.
~Michelle
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