Abenteuer In Deutschland

Herzliche Grusse!

Follow our adventures in Germany as we take off to der Vaterland for an extended visit to friends and family.
We hope to become intimate with the language, the people and the culture as we plunge
into a life in Essen, the Kulturhauptstadt 2010!

Wednesday, December 22, 2010

Mia is SEVEN.....?










Party party party - December has been filled with good-bye parties, Christmas parties and birthday parties - it's never ending!

We're currently all recovering from hosting Mia's party at home. 10 delightful little girls bounced around our apartment for 3 hours. Fortunately it was pure pleasure, which was just as well as we had to cancel Legoland at the last minute due to 6 cancellations the night before! Everyone still intending to risk driving there on treacherous roads were very disappointed.

In the morning Mia took a Pferdegeburtstagkuchen into school with SEVEN candles. She is the youngest in her class and all her friends are either seven or about to be - so she decided she would be too. ... ;)

Thursday, December 16, 2010

Borussia Dortmund





Who are Borussia Dortmund?

They are none other than the Herbst Meisters (half season champions 2010)! And their fans are fanatics. I could compare them to Glasgow Ranger fans or maybe even Port Power fans! ie wild, intoxicated, inflammable, obsessive and steadfastly loyal. And you guessed it.... Hubertus is Fan Nummer Eins (1)! The stadium holds 82,000 maniacs and when in full swing are so loud you need earplugs. The most obsessive choose to sit in what is called Die gelbe Wand (the yellow wall). This section of the crowd has two 'conductors' one to orchestrate the singing and the other to watch the game, therefore ensuring the correct song is sung at the correct moment.

BUT I got a special invite into their locker room! ;0


Let it snow.....








Aufwiedersehen





6 months is a strange amount of time in one country. It's:
- just enough time to make new friends before saying good bye :(
- just enough time for the girls to learn how to speak, read and write a new language
- just enough time to meet all your old friends once to say 'Hi', then once again to say 'Good-bye'
- just enough time to visit a few neighbouring countries
- just enough time to finish a research project; and
- just enough time before the lady in the local bakery trusts you enough to tell you gossip about the neighbours

Here are some snaps of my favourite 'new' friends at the Volkshochschule. I wonder if I will ever see them again....

NINETY and still going strong!









On Sunday we celebrated the 90th birthday of Hubertus' father Paul. He is an old battle axe; prepared to debate anyone on any topic at any time (the old lawyer in him); can quote a 3 page poem by Goethe at will; still loves to dance; only recently gave up swimming several kilometers every week; can eat a weeks calories in one sitting and looks way younger than the Dalai Lama (who is only 76 yo!).

We celebrated at a local restaurant with all living family members (apart from his younger sister who is confined to a hospital bed). Steph and Mia sang 3 German songs and 1 in English. Sofia and Kathi dance to the tune of "It's a Fairytale" and his favourite comedian (Heinz Ehrhardt) was impersonated beautifully by a "surprise guest". It was a very enjoyable and pleasant day. However, I think the high-point was the wild cellar party that followed - Mia entertaining everyone with her outrageous dancing - something Paul himself was infamous for in his youth!!

Friday, November 26, 2010

It's snowing....!!!!











That's how our darling daughters greeted us at 6 am this morning (27/11/10), at the top of their voices! Outside, everything was silver - even without sunlight - as it was several hours before sunrise! It was an impressive cover for the first one of the season. And with temperatures forecast to stay below 0C everyday this week, it has not turned to slush. So we have two very happy daughters.

Our path to school usually takes us less than 15 min - but today it took us 35 min! The girls resembled hyperactive rabbits, hoping, slipping and skipping all over the place. They crunched it under their boots, scraped it off cars, left crazy footsteps across the lawn and made about 6 snowballs a minute. I think 4 snow balls found their targets - good that they are such bad aims!

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

Marching and more








I am constantly trying to figure out how it is that there are so few overweight people here. They seem to eat kilos of Fleisch (wurst, leberkaese, schinken, salami etc etc) every week and mountains of cream - and yet they are soooo much slimmer than the average Aussie.

One possible explanation is that they do love to walk. It's simply too difficult to drive - the roads are narrow, visibility is poor due to the rain and fog, car parking is non-existent and petrol is expensive. So they either catch trains or walk (catching trainings also involves a lot of walking).

Everyday the kids and I walk to and from school (along with everyone else) (3.5km/day). Then we walk to friends occasionally (2km/week). I do regular small shopping trips after school drop offs instead of the weekly mega-shop (food goes off here so fast - it's the only way to eat half fresh produce - and probably why they don't eat veggies much - unless they are frozen) (1.5 km/day). I walk to my German lessons twice a week (5km). Yesterday the school library was locked (they couldn't find the key) so quite spontaneously the teacher walked the entire class into the city to the Stadtbibliothek (6km). So far I estimate the children average about 20km/week and I walk about 30km.

But there's more . . . last week was the Catholic Saint Martin's Parade. It was a miserably, wet, windy, cold night. But everything stuck to schedule with the children walking at least 3km in the rain, singing songs and swinging home-made lanterns. It was really quite lovely - especially when accompanied by a mini brass band and a colossal Saint Martin upon his horse.

Despite all this - I still don't look Teutonically slim. I will have to start eating just a couple of slices of bread for dinner like the locals.