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FOUR MONTHS, zusammengefasst

It’s been an extremely long time since I’ve written on here, but I will not apologize for this absence. Frankly, my dears, I have been having a damn good time and couldn’t be bothered with updating! No offense, or anything, but life is for living, is it not?

The weather has been INSANE and beautiful as of late. Today, it got up to 33 degrees Celsius!

(91 degrees Fahrenheit, I know you were wondering.)

(91 degrees Fahrenheit, I know you were wondering.)

It’s June, time is almost up here in the great D-Land of my heart, but the past few months have not been wasted, and the coming 24 days shall not be, either.

Since we last spoke, I’ve had many things happen, but I will only detail a few of them here.

I went to Berlin and met up with the OU Salzburg group! ‘Twas a delight, truly, and I think I showed them a bit of what Army Chelsea of 2011 was like on all those group excursions. At a time in my life, I was, indeed, a badass.

Bernie & Marianne came to visit in Leipzig! That was pretty sweet, they shared their intimate knowledge of our collective city and I got to find some hidden gems that I’d not yet stumbled upon. Shout out to Substanz, the most delishhhh place in Reudnitz, probably (possibly).

I had the beautiful privilege of visiting my roommate Vanessa in her hometown, Wittenburg! Saw that 95 Theses door, hellooooo Martin Luther! HISTORY COMES TO LIFE SOMETIMES, GUYS.

At times more literally than others.

At times more literally than others.

Another pastime of mine became what I’m now referring to in my head as STADTWALKS, just long, often aimless walks around Leipzig for hours at a time. I’ve come upon some pretty cool things. One day I took a train out to a tiny village 15 minutes away from Leipzig and decided to walk all the way back to my house, a trek that Google maps correctly estimated to be 4 and a half hours. Why would I do this, you might ask, why on earth would I do this!? Well friends, out in the tiny town of Beucha, one finds a truly delightful sight.

MY HAIR IS SO RED

MY HAIR IS SO RED

THIS IS THE BERGKIRCHE BEUCHA! So pretty. So so pretty. I couldn’t deal I almost lost my shit marbles.

On the way walking back from Beucha, I got yelled at by a scary German farmer man for taking a picture of his crumbling barn. He chased me down the street and wouldn’t believe that my intentions were anything but malicious, and told me that you just can’t DO that, this isn’t AMERICA after all.

Preach.

I explored the Sächsische Schweiz! I was treated to homemade, traditional cuisine at my lovely mentor teacher’s house! I went back to Salzburg! Because I love Salzburg. And I can’t not be in Salzburg for very long, apparently.

Stiegl for life.

Stiegl for life.

Luke was here! We went to the zoo! Kat was here! We went to Berlin! Maddy was here! We stayed out until six in the morning really enjoyed catching up!

Goth Week came and went, Leipzig filled up with the darkest of souls for a long weekend and oh my, so many heimliche pictures were taken. I sort of wish that was what Leipzig was like ALL the time, like 1/3 of the city just always walked around in period Victorian wear with dog leashes around their necks, painted from head to toe as a skeleton.

What a world, you guys.

What a world, you guys.

And now, we are in the throws of Stadtfest, what has been a wonderful week-long celebration of Leipzig’s 1000th birthday.

That’s right. ONE THOUSANDTH BIRTHDAY. Leipzig has been around for ONE. THOUSAND. YEARS. Take a moment and try to fathom that, because seriously, you cannot.

The coming days of June promise to be warm, sunny, and delightful. WHO CAN SAY what is yet to come, but I’m going to Berlin tomorrow (again) with Layla and Nathan (not again), so that’s already a good sign.

Perhaps I’ll update you on that trip once it happens, and perhaps not. Holding a grudge is a sign of weakness,

LOVE YOU, CHELS

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22 in Ohio, 23 in Deutschland

It’s absurd how lax I’ve gotten with updating YOU, all those people who don’t read this blog. But hey! How’s it going? I’m fine, thanks. Yeah, Germany’s still pretty cool. I had a nice Christmas, so nice of you to ask.

REALLY THOUGH– I had a great Christmas. I was fortunate enough to fly back home to the good ol’ Ohio for Weihnachten and have a wonderful Besuch with my family and friends. Oh, the good times.

And the weird times.

And the weird times.

Traditions were upheld, such as the above-pictured Schmidt Family Christmas “Talent” Show, and new ones were made, such as celebrating the engagement of my childhood friend (here’s lookin’ at you, Karen (& Emre)). I had a great time being home and I was a little sad to come back to Oldenburg, but when I stepped out of the airport in Hamburg and realized there was about 100% less snow here than at home, I was pretty pleased.

Have fun with that.

Have fun with that.

Since being back in O-town, some fun times have been had. Maike came to visit! First time I’ve seen that lady in FOUR YEARS. Hard to believe, right? School started up again, and I was so happy to be back amongst my favorite German youngsters. And, on a side note yesterday was my 23rd birthday.

BIRTHDAAAAAAY!

Yes, well. I had such a wonderful day! To start, I was informed Tuesday night that I didn’t need to go along to my first class on Wednesday, which meant I got to do some hardcore birthday sleep-ins. Score! Right? When I did leave the house, I ran into my delightful roommate Philipp and was given my first “Alles Gute!” of the day. Not a bad beginning. At school, I had only my (favorite) 7th grade class. We’re currently working on writing fairytales in English as a long-term project, and I brought some candy along with me to give the little darlings on account of my Geburtstag. Upon entering the classroom, however, I was very nearly moved to tears by the spontaneous eruption of “Happy Birthday” from a chorus of German 12-year-olds. And the best part? Their teacher insisted later that she had not even told them to sing to me. If I’d known that at the time, that “very nearly moved to tears” business would have been flat-out blubbering.

THE JOY.

THE JOY.

Upon returning home from work, I was surprised by both roommates, Laura and Philipp, with a cake, decorations, and a Happy-Birthday-Cake hat in the kitchen. Once again, I was this close to crying. I basically lost the ability to speak and just made “awwww!!!!!aawwww!!!adkfjaskd!!!” sounds for the next several minutes.

THEN, I got to watch the new episode of my favorite shamefully addictive show (that I will not name, for dignity reasons) and proceeded to head out to a LOVELY dinner with my ETA-family at a (SURPRISINGLY SATISFACTORY) Mexican restaurant! Fajitas for everyone! Alice and Ruth and Anka and Craig, them kids, they’s good people.

AND EVEN AFTER THAT, we headed to the Irish Pub in town for a few drinks with my ever-wonderful Betreuungslehrerin and closed out the night. I was exhausted upon return to my abode, but it was so worth it.

No shame in that, kid.

No shame in that, kid.

And so, I’m pretty happy with the way 2014 is looking. I’m a year older and probably not a year wiser, but I’m pretty good at traveling so let’s say that counts for something. Thanks again to everyone who made turning 23 seem like it matters (which it so doesn’t), and a grand piano-sized “hello” and “I miss you” to all the people I saw over the Weihnachtsferien in Ohio.

ETERNALLY YOURS.

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