Daily Routine, at last

Today, I arm wrestled Herr Wolff in the middle of class. He is aged professor who wears a three piece suit with florescent orange/yellow colored shirts and striped ties. He pulled up a chair in the middle of class, clasped my hand and we began to wrestle. Herr Wolff is an older man, and I was terrified of breaking his wrinkled skin, but I still refused to be a weak female. So, I won.

Tonight, we all had drinks at our program director's house in the city. We easily went through 15 bottles of wine between 20 of us. There were candles, and her children both wearing masks, and deep conversations about our lives left behind intermixed with our favorite German words.

When I got home, i was greeted by the silverfish that have infested my room. After killing two of them, I paused to take a picture of the third one I saw, just for you.



It is so gross, there are no words. See the black curl next to his body? That is one of the hairs that filled my disgusting room when I moved in. Gott Sei Dank, I received keys to a brand new room today. It will be a new start, without the bugs, hairs, or my über-friendly housemate, all who seem to follow me throughout my apartment whenever I am unluckey enough to spend time here.

Now: Bed. Tomorrow: Field trip to see modern art in Münich. Afterwords: Is the name of a woman, likes flowers.