Highlights of the 20-hour long journey from Chapel Hill to Frankfurt:
- Being high fived by the TSA security guard for turning 21 this year
- After telling him that I was working at Deutsche Bank for the summer, the guy sitting next to me on the plane said "it's always good to stay near the money"
- Having the German customs guy take approximately 20 minutes to stamp my passport. He literally put my passport on the counter, put the stamp on top of it, and then stared at me. Stare. Stare. Stare. Stare. 5 minutes later he finally pushed down on the stamp and gave it back to me. 1. Creep.er. 2. I started thinking about how Sarah Plummer would be laughing in a similar situation, and had to make a huge effort not to start laughing myself.
The Wohnheim:
Just like the Germans need 7 denominations of coins, I apparently need 4 keys to get to my room. I have no idea what the fifth key I was given is for.
The roommates:
I am living with the only Chinese person in all of Germany. I plan on bonding with her over the fact that I too can use chopsticks. The other two roommates seem like averagely-weird Germans.
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