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This Post is Basically Just About Food

So I concede, it’s been quite a while since I’ve last detailed the intricacies of my absolutely fascinating life on the internet for all (Mom) to see. Please excuse me, but like, really guys. I’ve been a little busy, you know, doing totally cool stuff and being a badass.

Just to clarify.

Well, a lot has happened since, what, November? Things like Christmas and my 24th birthday and the apocalypse I joined a gym. These are just a few examples.

All of December here was truly amazing, as you might expect. If you remember correctly, December is the time of CHRISTMAS here in the Vaterland. Weihnachten, that is. And Christmas markets. I cannot tell you how much I love the Weihnachtsmärkte. It’s probably my favorite thing about being in this country– for a month in what might otherwise be a dreary time, weather-wise, you can almost certainly be brought into a sort of fairy-tale like world of delicious food stuffs, lights, singing, overpriced handicrafts and, oh you thought I’d forgotten, Glühwein.

Glühwein

Ahh, Glühwein. That most sultry and cinnamony of winter-time beverages.

I do declare that from here on out, never a Christmas season shall pass that I do not sip on this most delectable of treats. As per the usual, I made sure to bring some along to my Christmas festivities at home, because yes, once again, I was most warmly welcomed back into Ohio for two beautiful weeks of family and friends and far too much alcohol.

It was great being home, as one might think. I have a tendency to forget that being around people you’ve known for years and years is pretty cool, and I like that my time spent away (so much time) has allowed me that perspective. Here’s to keeping that idea fresh and fancy forever (we’d hope).

Returning to Leipzig was bittersweet, of course. I’d come to really be used to a steadily stocked fridge and the cozy comfortableness of having absolutely nothing to do all day. Yet I was happy to get back here, see my beautiful roommates, hand out the few little things I’d brought back from my time in the crazy place that is the UNITED STATES OF AMERICA (exotisch), and begin preparations for what would be the day that marked my 24th year of life.

For my birthday, I decided we’d cook fajitas.

Fajitas? You might ask. But Chelsea, really, fajitas? Didn’t you just return from America, the magical land that allowed you to eat Mexican food for six straight days in a row while you were home?

Yes, I’d answer. Yes, I did, but get ahold of yourselves. There is no such thing as too much Mexican food.

So! The effort began to bring the delight of fajitas to Germany. It’s not exactly an easy task, since what Germans lack in the Mexican food department they make up in, basically, just sausages. We toiled and shopped and spent a while at the grocery store, but eventually emerged with appropriate supplies. I made guacamole, we had some sort of strange taco-seasoning to add to the mix (in the hopes that it’d impart some of that flavor food around here sometimes seems to be missing), and a whole lot of peppers. Cause fajitas means peppers.

This is not a picture of the fajitas we made.

This is not a picture of the fajitas we made.

And lo– we did it! Fajitas were created. I managed to even find some black beans, cause I love black beans, though they were drenched in some strange chili sauce so I washed them off and they were actually pretty good. Gotta buy me some more of those, mental note. I was pleased, not only by the fajitas, but by the three different kinds of sangria I also purchased as a taste-test to go along with the meal (Spanish/Mexican/whatever, it worked).

Muy bien!

The week after my birthday, dear Eva, my roommate, celebrated hers. We threw a big ol’ party on that Thursday that we got sponsored (??? still confused) and therefore had like 6 cases of free beers and a bunch of free Bacardi to offer our guests. Pretty fly. Good times had by all, and the following day, I departed for a grand adventure to my most favorite of European locations…

If you've ever met me, you  know how stupid happy this sight would make me.

If you’ve ever met me, you know how stupid happy this sight would make me.

Salzburg! My homie Bernie just got there a few weeks ago for his last semester of college, so I traveled on down, aboard a bus, mind you, and spent the weekend in my European hometown. I love getting to continue visiting that place. I made so many of my best friends there.

To top it all off, we got to spend the day in Maria Alm, a little village surrounded by Alps (that were obscured entirely by some kinda wonderful snowstorm) just a few hours away from Salzburg, with my former German professors and their crazy cute adorable bilingual children. And we went to lunch with them at this wonderful little restaurant place named after a Farmer’s Cabinet (no time to explain, the dog’s on fire!) and I ate some Käsespätzle and my life was complete.

You guys, I almost couldn’t leave.

But then I did, because Leipzig, and I reminded myself that I love it here too, in different ways and for different reasons. I got back here at like 5 AM on last Tuesday morning and I was so happy to see that Hauptbahnhof, you guys– this place is fabulous.

Also, while in Salzburg, Bernie and I made the important discovery that my target audience for everything I write/do/say lately is really American people (or people who have a vast familiarity with Americanness) who speak/study German. So, if nothing I write/do/say comes off as funny to you, that’s not my fault. It’s all on you, for refusing to partake in the joy that is the German language.

See like it's your own fault if you don't get that.

See like it’s your own fault if you don’t get that. YOUR SCHULD. Sorry.

Since then, life’s been sailing along pretty smoothly still. Friday night I went with Kim and Vanessa to a party thrown by the university’s sport-department. The theme was Fasching, aka Karneval, aka German Halloween, and I dressed up as Little Red Riding Hood (or Rotkäppchen, if you wanna be authentic) in a cape I sewed myself, out of a 2 Euro red fleece blanket (bargain, eh Madre?), along with a little wicker basket I used to hold my purse.

That was, shall I say, preeeetty fun. Just affirming my belief that Leipzig belongs on the list right next to Salzburg of Chelsea’s Favorite Places on this Earth.

I also finished my graduate school applications! 9 schools, all submitted, almost late just in the nick of time. Just all send out positive thoughts that I don’t suck so much that I can’t even get into one of them. Oh god oh god, why did I even just put that out there.

Oh, and yeah, I joined a gym. Crazy stuff, but shut up. I’ve got a wedding to be in this summer, and I better be lookin’ damn good. No more Schnitzel hips for me, kids.

Dude I've been fighting you for like four years. GET OUT.

Dude I’ve been fighting you for like four years. GET OUT.

We’ll see. Cause really, sometimes that stuff is kind of delicious.

BABY STEPS.

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I’m not always knitting, I swear

Well, well, well! A month and more has passed since my September 1st arrival in Leipzig, and I’m happy to say that all continues to go swimmingly. I love my schools, I love my apartment, I love my roommates, and I love that I finally got paid last week. This means: I’m now 4 dresses, 2 pairs of tights, and 11 balls of yarn richer. Right?

I've been busy.

I’ve been busy.

While the past few days have mainly consisted of many yarn-related crafts and countless episodes of Gilmore Girls thanks to the “eh”-quality of the weather outside, many delightful things have passiert since my last update. I’m here now to do my best to give a brief, but stunningly interesting overview of each with the most important highlights.

1) I have now met all of my roommates

Big shout outs to the wonderful humans that are Vanessa, Jan, Kim & Eva! Now that university classes are starting up again, everybody’ll be coming home to Leipzig pretty soon and we’ll all be here together and let me just say that I’m SUPER JAZZED about all that will come out of this beautiful union.

2) I’ve made some friends

Now’s the time to shout out to a few more fabulous humans, the other English teaching assistants living in Leipzig this year– we’re only just beginning, folks. Looking forward to the rest.

3) I went to Dresden! And visited Meg before she left

Had a MAGICAL time in that gorgeous city with one Meggelin, which included a splendid tour of the downtown area and a fun evening in the Neustadt, complete with a weird but token free-standing bathroom experience.

Me and Meg, on our way up a mountain in a magical mountain train.

Me and Meg, on our way up a mountain in a magical mountain train.

4) We’ve decided to make going to this English Quiz Night thing at this Irish Pub a weekly occurance

It seems that every Tuesday there’s an “English Quiz Night” at this Irish bar in the kool kid part of town, and me, Nathan, and Layla have decided that we’ve got a standing appointment to lose miserably every week. Maybe one day we’ll get that 25 Euro gift certificate… just maybe.

5) I went on a bus tour of Leipzig with a bunch of teachers from my Sportoberschule

It was great! I love bus tours! They are second only to boat tours.

And I'm not even a tourist cause I tooootally live here.

And I’m not even a tourist cause I tooootally live here.

6) As previously mentioned, I got paid

800 Euro, all for meeeeeee.

7) I Skyped with some of my best girls last night

This doesn’t have all that much to do with my neues Leben in Leipzig, but it was pretty exciting. Me and Abby and Maxie and Sara had a nice little Google Hangout time and all got new titles for the wedding. So, when someone starts referring to me as COO of Wedding Day Shots, don’t be confused. Just down it and roll with it.

8) I got many rubber band presents from small children at the Grundschule

One of the greatest parts of working at an elementary school and not being one of the “real” teachers is the undying adoration I receive from the many little German babies in my classes. Today alone I was gifted a bracelet and a rubber band owl, and promised many more to be presented to me next week. Lovin’ life, guys.

If only the youths put this much effort into literally anything else.

If only the youths of today put this much effort into literally anything else.

11) I registered my address with the city

This, my friends, means that I am a for real // bonafide // echt // non-imaginary // true resident of this fine city named Leipzig. That’s cool. And it’s the first step in the process to get my Aufenthaltstitel, a painful process I’m sure to repeat. At least this part’s over with.

10) I am “officially” enrolled at Universität Leipzig

Now, before everybody goes and gets all pumped about this, I’m enrolled at the university here mostly basically for the badass student card. It gets you all kinds of beautiful benefits, such as free public transportation in the area and discounts around and about! However! I would really like to take a class or so if it were at all possible. This is a cool place, and the university is cool, and I’m sure there are some cool classes offered– I just have to figure out HOW to sign up for them… I’ll get back to you.

I also enrolled for the free tote bag.

I also enrolled for the free tote bag.

What a nice update, don’t you think? I’m happy to have relayed all that information to you, out there, faceless and nameless reader-statistics of the internet.

Tomorrow is “Lichtfest” here in Leipzig, commemorating the 25th anniversary of the Peaceful Revolution here in 1989. Shaping up to be quite an interesting event. There’s a bunch of other American assistants coming in from around Sachsen to visit for it, so I think it will be a nice time. Not entirely sure what it all entails, to be honest. But that’s the best way to go into things, don’t you think?

Blindly.

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Just another Deutschtag

Having returned from my venture out to Rossmann (a sort-of drug store), I am now enjoying a glass of white wine that I purchased there while watching Arrested Development. Because hey– Netflix works. Oh yeah.

Aren’t I supposed to be living in Germany?

Just for clarification, I definitely do, and as proof I offer to you (the Internet) this picture I just took while walking through downtown.

Only in September in Deutschland. Because these are logical people.

Only in September in Deutschland. Because these are logical people.

I can’t answer any more questions, because I just don’t know.

Two days have passed now since I have “officially” been working at the school. Though I should mention, I’m using the term loosely, as I’ve yet to do very much. There are SO many English teachers at my Gymnasium! And I have no idea who they are, and I think a lot of them aren’t sure what exactly to do with me. Next Monday is a meeting of the English faculty, which is good, cause I think my role might be cleared up a bit, and hopefully I’ll be able to get together a good schedule for watching and observing the different classes.

Yesterday, though eventful, wasn’t the first-day-of-school I’d been expecting, really. I did mostly logistical things– got introduced to the faculty by the principal, got my keys to the building (so much power), drank coffee, left early… Mind you, to get a bike (!!!) and eat lunch at one of my Betreuungslehrerinnen’s houses.

I do only the most important things at work.

I do only the most important things at work.

Today, I at least made it to one class! It was a wonderful one, too, a seventh grade class. And I really enjoyed watching the teacher. Coming at English from the perspective of it being a foreign language is a completely different way of looking at something I’ve been familiar with my whole life (obviously). And really, it’s pretty cool.

I also have at least two other classes I’m visiting tomorrow, so that’s good. Hopefully once I’m at school again I’ll have the opportunity to ask a few other teachers if I can hop on in with them.

Well, at least the text is appropriate.

Well, at least the text is appropriate.

Speaking of German-problems, today has not really been my most on-pointe DeutschTag. I’m just not spittin’ those words as well as I do some other days, which is actually quite frustrating, but whatever. I’m blaming it on my over-consumption of Arrested Development since yesterday.

Najaaaa, anyway. I also did a great job of making non-German speaking friends the other day. Which, I guess, is not that big of an accomplishment since English is like my big ol’ fluffy baby blanket, basically, but I’m still super jazzed.

And tomorrow night I’ve got dinner plans with the other American ETA, Alice! I feel like such a go-getter. AND, as the week goes on, get this: I have even more things penciled in on my social calendar. Chelsea, you butterfly, you!

Flying into social situations with a frequency you wouldn't believe.

Flying into social situations with a frequency you wouldn’t believe.

And, one bit of fabulous news before we exit this elevator: I got accepted by the Uni Bremen to do a Gaststudium! Which means! I get a SemesterTicket! Hooraaaaay!

All in all, things could be worse. Now if you’ll excuse me, Mr. White Wine and I have a bit of a date to get on with. Tschüss!

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