<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752</id><updated>2012-01-30T13:40:13.033Z</updated><title type='text'>going deutsch &gt;&gt;</title><subtitle type='html'>a little blog about moving to Germany and the adventures that ensue</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>139</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-1522145060337342376</id><published>2008-11-06T20:36:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-11-06T20:44:23.594Z</updated><title type='text'>Select and Connect!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;For those of you who think that voting is as boring as filling in a bubble, let me introduce you to the ballot used by the non-state of Washington, DC:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/SRNWHb_h3QI/AAAAAAAAAyw/bCaiZNVFgPk/s1600-h/ballot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/SRNWHb_h3QI/AAAAAAAAAyw/bCaiZNVFgPk/s320/ballot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265647075099532546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;That's right, to vote you connect the broken arrow pointing to the candidate of your choice. To use the catchy phrase: select and connect.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now it's no butterfly ballot, but certainly more fun than a scantron.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-1522145060337342376?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/1522145060337342376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=1522145060337342376' title='43 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/1522145060337342376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/1522145060337342376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2008/11/select-and-connect.html' title='Select and Connect!'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/SRNWHb_h3QI/AAAAAAAAAyw/bCaiZNVFgPk/s72-c/ballot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>43</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-6579887779144659548</id><published>2008-11-03T21:22:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-11-03T21:22:48.618Z</updated><title type='text'>One Word:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/SQ9royTCfmI/AAAAAAAAAyo/i_UyhmtiMe8/s1600-h/vote.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 259px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/SQ9royTCfmI/AAAAAAAAAyo/i_UyhmtiMe8/s320/vote.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264544837859966562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-6579887779144659548?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/6579887779144659548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=6579887779144659548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/6579887779144659548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/6579887779144659548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2008/11/one-word.html' title='One Word:'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/SQ9royTCfmI/AAAAAAAAAyo/i_UyhmtiMe8/s72-c/vote.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-6387476200851937104</id><published>2008-10-05T22:10:00.007Z</published><updated>2008-10-05T22:25:50.231Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;October 3rd was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tag der Deutschen Einheit&lt;/span&gt; or The Day of German Unity. Every year a different city in Germany hosts a celebration in honor of the national holiday; this year was Hamburg's turn. A huge series of events were planned for the weekend in Speicherstadt and Hafen City (the area where I work; see entry below), including the 2008 Parcour World Championships. (Don't ask me what Parcour has to do with Germany's reunification, unless you want a bad analogy about scaling walls and overcoming obstacles.) It was probably cool, but the weather sucked and I opted to stay at home. (I know, I am lame.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I did make it out to 20up and East on Saturday night with Bettina, who skipped over to Hamburg while here in Germany. Here the spectacular view from -- you guessed it -- 20 stories up:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/SOk9lk9gr_I/AAAAAAAAAkA/SiIPR_Spt5s/s1600-h/2257637886_ddb07d30ca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/SOk9lk9gr_I/AAAAAAAAAkA/SiIPR_Spt5s/s320/2257637886_ddb07d30ca.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253798156090519538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see from this interior shot, the windows are monstrous. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/SOk9l9s4BcI/AAAAAAAAAkI/FC9f4to8gms/s1600-h/t__25_20up_Lounge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/SOk9l9s4BcI/AAAAAAAAAkI/FC9f4to8gms/s320/t__25_20up_Lounge.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253798162731632066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this is an interior of the trendy East hotel. It's a little too space agey for my taste, but I still dig it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/SOk9l7xLfiI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/79Bsld_8720/s1600-h/hamburg_hotel_003p.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/SOk9l7xLfiI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/79Bsld_8720/s320/hamburg_hotel_003p.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253798162212814370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-6387476200851937104?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/6387476200851937104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=6387476200851937104' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/6387476200851937104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/6387476200851937104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2008/10/october-3rd-was-tag-der-deutschen.html' title=''/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/SOk9lk9gr_I/AAAAAAAAAkA/SiIPR_Spt5s/s72-c/2257637886_ddb07d30ca.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-7740362375791255619</id><published>2008-09-28T18:11:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-09-28T18:14:49.291Z</updated><title type='text'>Important Trivia</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here's a little fact for ya: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Did you know that when you buy a loaf of bread at a supermarket here in Germany, it doesn't have any heels? I.e., it doesn't have the two end slices that nobody wants. It starts and ends with a "regular" slice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/SN_JA4jPB1I/AAAAAAAAAj4/mRVThlv04BY/s1600-h/toast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/SN_JA4jPB1I/AAAAAAAAAj4/mRVThlv04BY/s320/toast.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251136707554641746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; is important knowledge to have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-7740362375791255619?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/7740362375791255619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=7740362375791255619' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/7740362375791255619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/7740362375791255619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2008/09/important-trivia.html' title='Important Trivia'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/SN_JA4jPB1I/AAAAAAAAAj4/mRVThlv04BY/s72-c/toast.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-7735702113997958398</id><published>2008-09-25T21:18:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-09-25T21:32:41.028Z</updated><title type='text'>Just Another Day at the Office</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I left work at about 7:30 pm the other day and was greeted by this view:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/SNwAPM8okHI/AAAAAAAAAjg/EcWMxyOpgJs/s1600-h/IMG_2550_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/SNwAPM8okHI/AAAAAAAAAjg/EcWMxyOpgJs/s320/IMG_2550_web.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250071526780735602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The cranes rose stoically into the gorgeous sky and despite all that they represent -- industry, progress, work -- it was incredibly peaceful. I looked to the right and saw an old bike against the railing and the historic church spires punctuating the sky line, underscoring the juxtaposition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/SNwAP-esB_I/AAAAAAAAAjo/w2M8bscdp-w/s1600-h/IMG_2554_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/SNwAP-esB_I/AAAAAAAAAjo/w2M8bscdp-w/s320/IMG_2554_web.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250071540076906482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And to the left -- a modern, irregular-shaped building nudging up against an old warehouse. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/SNwAP3WxxGI/AAAAAAAAAjw/wV1RvVtZYpo/s1600-h/IMG_2553_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/SNwAP3WxxGI/AAAAAAAAAjw/wV1RvVtZYpo/s320/IMG_2553_web.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250071538164679778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I must say, my way to and from work is an ever-changing treat. As Europe's largest urban development project, Speicherstadt/Hafen City has such a unique energy and everyday I discover something new.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Love it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-7735702113997958398?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/7735702113997958398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=7735702113997958398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/7735702113997958398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/7735702113997958398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-another-day-at-office.html' title='Just Another Day at the Office'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/SNwAPM8okHI/AAAAAAAAAjg/EcWMxyOpgJs/s72-c/IMG_2550_web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-3205590295509765271</id><published>2008-09-23T20:43:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-09-23T20:45:02.716Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't really have anything new to report on, but I wanted to say hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-3205590295509765271?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/3205590295509765271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=3205590295509765271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/3205590295509765271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/3205590295509765271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-dont-really-have-anything-new-to.html' title=''/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-5114559530589998343</id><published>2008-09-22T23:25:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-09-22T23:30:59.641Z</updated><title type='text'>Fahrvergnuegen</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I had my first mini car "accident" last week --  if you could even call it that. As I was pulling out of a narrow parking spot (so narrow I had to climb in the car from the passenger's seat), I brushed the parked car next to me. It was a very small nick, but to be on the safe side I called the police anyway. They were there in less than 10 minutes and, after scrutinizing my international driver's license, left a note on the damaged car. I then also left a note. Thankfully the owner is gracious enough to just forget the incident, especially since she couldn't even figure out where I had nicked her car (yes, it was that minor).  So all is well and -- drivers beware -- I am back on the road again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-5114559530589998343?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/5114559530589998343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=5114559530589998343' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/5114559530589998343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/5114559530589998343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2008/09/fahrvergnuegen.html' title='Fahrvergnuegen'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-7651873943254185598</id><published>2008-09-18T20:13:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-09-18T20:23:34.715Z</updated><title type='text'>Good Citizen</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;While in the States I submitted my absentee ballot request and last week I went to my first "Democrats Abroad" meeting. It was an interesting group of ex-patriots, most of whom had been in Germany for more than 10 years. While the all-American barbecue never materialized, I did get an Obama button, which serves as a nice complement to my Obama bumber sticker and t-shirt. Did I mention I'm voting for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Obama&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Besides my participation in American politics (this is my first presidential election where I can vote!), I've been hanging out at places like the Pony Bar, where a friend of ours is showing off his creative talents. Here we are. Hanging out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/SNK3-xzXHFI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/uUJk4syhGZY/s1600-h/IMG_2513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/SNK3-xzXHFI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/uUJk4syhGZY/s320/IMG_2513.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247458804988582994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-7651873943254185598?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/7651873943254185598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=7651873943254185598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/7651873943254185598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/7651873943254185598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2008/09/good-citizen.html' title='Good Citizen'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/SNK3-xzXHFI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/uUJk4syhGZY/s72-c/IMG_2513.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-4097945541933198941</id><published>2008-09-16T21:06:00.005Z</published><updated>2008-09-16T21:27:50.260Z</updated><title type='text'>Artsy Fartsy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I caught a few exhibitions in DC and was reminded how top-notch the museums in the city are. At the National Gallery of Art I saw works by one of my favorite artists, Martin Puryear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/SNAgo5rj4cI/AAAAAAAAAi4/oSKVKlT99l0/s1600-h/IMG_2276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/SNAgo5rj4cI/AAAAAAAAAi4/oSKVKlT99l0/s320/IMG_2276.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246729452937011650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Double whammy: in the background you can see a piece by one of my other favorites, Andy Goldsworthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/SNAgpPb1Q1I/AAAAAAAAAjA/Tbg4c0I2EtA/s1600-h/IMG_2280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/SNAgpPb1Q1I/AAAAAAAAAjA/Tbg4c0I2EtA/s320/IMG_2280.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246729458776621906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The piece below by Dan Steinhilber was at the Hirshhorn, shown as a new acquisition. Steinhilber creates sculptures out of everyday objects -- like this one out of dry cleaner hangers. He's also used paper cups, garbage bags, and packing peanuts with very cool results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/SNAgpaSlO_I/AAAAAAAAAjI/65kZQjp6XoE/s1600-h/IMG_2290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/SNAgpaSlO_I/AAAAAAAAAjI/65kZQjp6XoE/s320/IMG_2290.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246729461690612722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sometimes you really don't know what you got til it's gone&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So please enjoy the free DC museums for me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-4097945541933198941?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/4097945541933198941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=4097945541933198941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/4097945541933198941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/4097945541933198941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2008/09/artsy-fartsy.html' title='Artsy Fartsy'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/SNAgo5rj4cI/AAAAAAAAAi4/oSKVKlT99l0/s72-c/IMG_2276.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-2460460285398171647</id><published>2008-09-14T20:57:00.005Z</published><updated>2008-09-14T21:06:38.153Z</updated><title type='text'>Food for the Soul</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I forgot Pillsbury Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough, baked to perfection. Even though I had a major headache I was able to eat four or five.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyway, the trip was about more than food. It was about friendship and fellowship. I was blessed with lots of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Wolftrap:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/SM18DlHVtvI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/sy7miCEgrrs/s1600-h/IMG_2307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/SM18DlHVtvI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/sy7miCEgrrs/s320/IMG_2307.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245985541900842738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/SM18ETAbUdI/AAAAAAAAAiY/G1FKkr5pPDE/s1600-h/IMG_2316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/SM18ETAbUdI/AAAAAAAAAiY/G1FKkr5pPDE/s320/IMG_2316.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245985554219880914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Wonderland:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/SM18E7KUHpI/AAAAAAAAAig/_gCl7six58E/s1600-h/IMG_2359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/SM18E7KUHpI/AAAAAAAAAig/_gCl7six58E/s320/IMG_2359.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245985564998770322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Philadelphia:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/SM18E8eItHI/AAAAAAAAAio/EQMIN7CIeWY/s1600-h/IMG_2404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/SM18E8eItHI/AAAAAAAAAio/EQMIN7CIeWY/s320/IMG_2404.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245985565350343794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At an all-American Labor Day Barbecue:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/SM18FZJIKOI/AAAAAAAAAiw/sLtujP7Mnkk/s1600-h/IMG_2494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/SM18FZJIKOI/AAAAAAAAAiw/sLtujP7Mnkk/s320/IMG_2494.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245985573046855906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-2460460285398171647?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/2460460285398171647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=2460460285398171647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/2460460285398171647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/2460460285398171647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2008/09/food-for-soul.html' title='Food for the Soul'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/SM18DlHVtvI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/sy7miCEgrrs/s72-c/IMG_2307.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-4397284062078921166</id><published>2008-09-10T11:03:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-09-10T11:13:40.535Z</updated><title type='text'>Food, Glorious Food</title><content type='html'>Before I flew to DC I made a list of things I wanted to do while in the States. Surprisingly, a majority of these items dealt with food. I am happy to say that I satisfied all my indulgences, and often more than once:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Julia's Empanadas:&lt;/span&gt; Krystal, Melissa, Ajay, Anand and Nan all helped me scarf down saltenas on two different occassions. Yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Endless Chips and Salsa at any Mexican Joint:&lt;/span&gt; Nins and her friends shared these with me. I got my fair share. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Margaritas:&lt;/span&gt; Bettina, Amy, french fries, hamburgers, waterfront views, sunshine, and an ice cold margarita. Perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oreo McFlurry:&lt;/span&gt; Indulged on day 2 with Melissa and Krystal. (Then made my own at home with Anand's Oreo gift.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mint Chocolate Chip Ice Cream from Baskin &amp;amp; Robbins:&lt;/span&gt; Twice with the beanheads. Delicious. (I should note I ate ice cream or some frozen delicacy every single day of my trip except one. Now &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; is dedication.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tryst Frozen Mocha:&lt;/span&gt; Tryst has the best frozen coffee drinks ever. Melissa would agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;American Pancakes:&lt;/span&gt; Melissa and Krystal both helped me satisfy my morning sweet tooth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm back on my "German" diet (though I am happy to report it still includes ice cream...just not every day). :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-4397284062078921166?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/4397284062078921166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=4397284062078921166' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/4397284062078921166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/4397284062078921166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2008/09/food-glorious-food.html' title='Food, Glorious Food'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-3422002831960006250</id><published>2008-09-07T22:02:00.005Z</published><updated>2008-09-07T22:13:44.525Z</updated><title type='text'>German Julia is Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I just got back from a 3+-week vacation in the States. It was a fabulous time, thanks to all the great friends and family there. I was really able to refuel. Some of my favorite experiences:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; early morning pancakes, kayaking on the potomac, picnicking at wolftrap, boogying at wonderland, watching movies with the beanheads, driving around pennsylvania, hanging at the pool, latin lovers at cafe citron, real lovers tying the knot, checking out lima and oya, morning and afternoon walks, helix reunion, and so many more moments shared with long-time friends. Thanks to everyone for making it so special. I'll post my pictures soon. In the meantime, here's one of the bridesmaids for Johanna and Keith's wedding:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/SMRRol83-LI/AAAAAAAAAiI/uj8DVKARpTU/s1600-h/IMG_1901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/SMRRol83-LI/AAAAAAAAAiI/uj8DVKARpTU/s320/IMG_1901.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243405623990155442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-3422002831960006250?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/3422002831960006250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=3422002831960006250' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/3422002831960006250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/3422002831960006250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2008/09/german-julia-is-back.html' title='German Julia is Back'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/SMRRol83-LI/AAAAAAAAAiI/uj8DVKARpTU/s72-c/IMG_1901.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-545885443011658606</id><published>2008-07-07T22:17:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T22:34:21.954+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was filling out my Facebook profile today and under interests included some of my favorite artists. It reminded me how much I love and am inspired by the work of Andy Goldsworthy. He composes amazing stuff using natural materials:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/SHKI2geFNsI/AAAAAAAAAhw/y3vb6Eo_j_M/s1600-h/PebblesGoldsworthy_sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/SHKI2geFNsI/AAAAAAAAAhw/y3vb6Eo_j_M/s320/PebblesGoldsworthy_sm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220385388086245058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/SHKI2nUJv0I/AAAAAAAAAh4/y7Y_atQxYQw/s1600-h/goldsworthy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/SHKI2nUJv0I/AAAAAAAAAh4/y7Y_atQxYQw/s320/goldsworthy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220385389923647298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/SHKI2-ZyMJI/AAAAAAAAAiA/i_kQ2XQHKyI/s1600-h/goldsworthy-pepples.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/SHKI2-ZyMJI/AAAAAAAAAiA/i_kQ2XQHKyI/s320/goldsworthy-pepples.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220385396121284754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All you guys in DC can see a sculpture of his is in the National Gallery of Art's East Wing. It doesn't resonate with me as much as his other work (maybe because it's in a gallery and not outdoors), but it's interesting nonetheless.  There's also a great film documenting his work called "Rivers and Tides." A bunch of excerpts are on You Tube. Let me know what you think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-545885443011658606?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/545885443011658606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=545885443011658606' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/545885443011658606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/545885443011658606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-was-filling-out-my-facebook-profile.html' title=''/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/SHKI2geFNsI/AAAAAAAAAhw/y3vb6Eo_j_M/s72-c/PebblesGoldsworthy_sm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-3121297015481100410</id><published>2008-07-01T21:57:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T22:02:17.464+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Game, Set, ...</title><content type='html'>Sticking with the sports theme, I am proud to say that I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;finally &lt;/span&gt;won a singles match. And it was about time -- this was my tennis team's last match of the season. I have been majorly sucking the entire year, actually, so thank God that I got to have at least &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;one &lt;/span&gt;victory&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.  &lt;/span&gt;I might have to quit while I'm ahead.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-3121297015481100410?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/3121297015481100410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=3121297015481100410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/3121297015481100410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/3121297015481100410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2008/07/game-set.html' title='Game, Set, ...'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-9212396511158065907</id><published>2008-06-30T23:28:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T23:38:57.132+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Twas Not Meant to Be</title><content type='html'>Spain outplayed, outwitted, and outlasted Germany to win the European title 1-0. This seriously dampened our festivities, but we took it all in stride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where we watched the game. Yes, the TV is rather small. We apparently didn't arrive early enough to score a better spot at one of the many outdoor viewing areas in Sternschanze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/SGlfuxFJkcI/AAAAAAAAAho/6pnINMPyo6c/s1600-h/outdoorviewing.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/SGlfuxFJkcI/AAAAAAAAAho/6pnINMPyo6c/s320/outdoorviewing.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217806900338987458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the gang. Like I said, taking it in stride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/SGlfaoODPyI/AAAAAAAAAhg/LlDnB3MFcqw/s1600-h/fans.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/SGlfaoODPyI/AAAAAAAAAhg/LlDnB3MFcqw/s320/fans.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217806554363019042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-9212396511158065907?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/9212396511158065907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=9212396511158065907' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/9212396511158065907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/9212396511158065907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2008/06/twas-not-meant-to-be.html' title='Twas Not Meant to Be'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/SGlfuxFJkcI/AAAAAAAAAho/6pnINMPyo6c/s72-c/outdoorviewing.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-7631433308549803458</id><published>2008-06-26T23:07:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T23:08:15.195+01:00</updated><title type='text'>'schland!</title><content type='html'>Phew, that was a close one. In the 90th minute, Germany pulled it out for a 3-2 win. Final on Sunday against Spain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-7631433308549803458?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/7631433308549803458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=7631433308549803458' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/7631433308549803458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/7631433308549803458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2008/06/schland.html' title='&apos;schland!'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-7825547614104234778</id><published>2008-06-24T20:56:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T21:07:18.872+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tomorrow sees Germany up against Turkey in the UEFA EURO 2008 semi-finals. Since I've embarrassingly missed all the games thus far due to sickness, injury, or lack of interest, I must make it to a screening tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We already had our apartment building's glass door shattered after the last game, so I'm hoping the post-game activities this time around will be more peaceful. However, with the high tensions between Germans and Turks here in Hamburg (and throughout most of Germany, actually), it may be naive thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, go Germany. Toooooooooooooooooor!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-7825547614104234778?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/7825547614104234778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=7825547614104234778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/7825547614104234778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/7825547614104234778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2008/06/tomorrow-sees-germany-up-against-turkey.html' title=''/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-590227096653957697</id><published>2008-06-20T20:05:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T20:27:35.233+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Let's add a bit of new color to this old thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, the view from our new place. I love the cupola perched at our eye level whilst we sit in our 3rd floor living room.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Now quick note about floors: Germans count the ground floor as just that -- the ground floor (and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not &lt;/span&gt;as the first floor). Above the ground floor is the first floor, then the second, and so on. So while in German terms our new &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wohnung &lt;/span&gt;is on the 3rd floor, in American terms its on the fourth. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aren't you learning so much about German life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/SFwAtLHSKtI/AAAAAAAAAhY/h7bFbR5AD24/s1600-h/view1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/SFwAtLHSKtI/AAAAAAAAAhY/h7bFbR5AD24/s320/view1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214043244665645778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now in case you are wondering who is "we" and what is meant by "our" apartment:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/SFwAK12ER4I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/0uYXRvLokpA/s1600-h/we.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/SFwAK12ER4I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/0uYXRvLokpA/s320/we.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214042654840735618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-590227096653957697?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/590227096653957697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=590227096653957697' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/590227096653957697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/590227096653957697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2008/06/lets-add-bit-of-new-color-to-this-old.html' title=''/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/SFwAtLHSKtI/AAAAAAAAAhY/h7bFbR5AD24/s72-c/view1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-2709022607419810075</id><published>2008-06-18T20:05:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T20:21:27.625+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What's this? A desire to blog again? What is happening?! If all my readers haven't gone astray, there still might be hope. Otherwise, I'm posting an online "diary" for none other than moi. But I'll keep all the juicy details for myself. We are, afterall, on the world wide web.&lt;br /&gt;So since January, a few things have happened, two of which I'd like to share. First, I got a new job. No more baking cakes and serving lattes; I've been working at a design agency since March. But then I got an even &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;better &lt;/span&gt;job; it doesn't start until September, but if all goes as planned it will be my first with the official title of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;designer&lt;/span&gt;. Keep your fingers crossed or, as they say in Germany, your thumbs pressed. Second, I moved. Not too far away, don't worry. It's perfectly located for all things in my life -- family, school, work, gym, tennis, and Aldi. Aldi, by the way, is the discount supermarket with a candy aisle that will make any Giant or Harris Teeter hang its head in shame.&lt;br /&gt;These developments are the silver lining of a particularly cloudy season. I think the sun is peaking its head around the corner. I wait with hope...or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;I'm heading stateside in August and look forward to seeing many of you then. Please let me know if you will be in the DC area. Is Hotel Helix waiting for another part-ay or what?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-2709022607419810075?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/2709022607419810075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=2709022607419810075' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/2709022607419810075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/2709022607419810075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2008/06/whats-this-desire-to-blog-again-what-is.html' title=''/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-9184984545495689230</id><published>2008-03-03T16:12:00.005Z</published><updated>2008-03-03T16:21:07.302Z</updated><title type='text'>All Good Things Must Come to an End</title><content type='html'>I think this blog will be slowly coming to an end. It's just over a year old now (a ripe, old age, no?) and I have lost a bit of interest in writing. I know, I know, I had other hopes for this thing -- a redesign, more design stuff/work, as examples -- but I'm just not up to the task at the moment. Besides, let's be honest, it's not like you don't have better things to do than check this blog, or?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll pull a Cher and reappear in a few weeks/months/years. I'll send you all an email if that happens. In the meantime, pray for spring and all it brings. Because this winter is seriously getting old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and I turned 31. Shit happens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-9184984545495689230?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/9184984545495689230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=9184984545495689230' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/9184984545495689230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/9184984545495689230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2008/03/all-good-things-must-come-to-end.html' title='All Good Things Must Come to an End'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-4346604106168199092</id><published>2008-01-23T22:38:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-01-23T22:43:45.644Z</updated><title type='text'>Surf</title><content type='html'>While you're bored on my increasingly-outdated blog, why not check out some other cool sites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of my favorites:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.designspongeonline.com/"&gt;http://www.designspongeonline.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.designobserver.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.designobserver.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.etsy.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slate.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.slate.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-4346604106168199092?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/4346604106168199092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=4346604106168199092' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/4346604106168199092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/4346604106168199092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2008/01/surf_23.html' title='Surf'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-8278852388490759105</id><published>2008-01-15T21:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-15T21:48:09.252Z</updated><title type='text'>Thanks for the Call</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;My readership called today and demanded a new post.  I am most happy to oblige with Nina's, uh, I mean, my fan-base's request. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;My last post was about three weeks ago, before Christmas. Several geese, plates of red cabbage, o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tannenbaums&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;marzipanbrote&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; later, I safely arrived in 2008 and now I'm in the middle of finals. I know I mentioned I'd post some of my design projects on this blog and I will keep my promise -- as soon as I finish up this semester and can reformat files into postable images.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;In addition to school, I'm still working on a web project for my previous employer and at a little cafe down the street. The web project should be done end of January, after which I'll be looking for more work here in Hamburg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;February is my semester break and I'm thinking about going on a solo vacation. I think I'd like to train it somewhere rather than fly (an environmental thing). Any suggestions on where to go? Let me know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Be well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-8278852388490759105?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/8278852388490759105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=8278852388490759105' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/8278852388490759105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/8278852388490759105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2008/01/thanks-for-call.html' title='Thanks for the Call'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-4032320623061483017</id><published>2007-12-22T15:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-22T15:15:03.389Z</updated><title type='text'>Last Christmas I was in Florida, now I'm in Hamburg with Someone Special</title><content type='html'>Fortunately one of my favorite Christmas songs is also beloved by German radio.&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hUJeUAmfr6w"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;to listen (and watch a cheesy video as an added bonus!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Holidays!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-4032320623061483017?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/4032320623061483017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=4032320623061483017' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/4032320623061483017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/4032320623061483017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/12/last-christmas-i-was-in-florida-now-im.html' title='Last Christmas I was in Florida, now I&apos;m in Hamburg with Someone Special'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-1862863333190437227</id><published>2007-12-18T22:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-18T22:56:26.106Z</updated><title type='text'>It's the Most Wonderful Time of the Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: green;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;There are more than a dozen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Weihnachtsmaerkte &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;in Hamburg.  Instead of blogging  I've been visiting them, sampling the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Gluehwein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; (hot, mulled red wine), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Schmalzgebäck &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;(fried dough with powdered sugar)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;, Mandeln &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;(almonds)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Maronen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;(chestnuts), while freezing my ass off. Good times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Hope you are all getting into the holiday spirit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-1862863333190437227?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/1862863333190437227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=1862863333190437227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/1862863333190437227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/1862863333190437227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/12/its-most-wonderful-time-of-year.html' title='It&apos;s the Most Wonderful Time of the Year'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-6093125270496432817</id><published>2007-12-13T21:51:00.002Z</published><updated>2007-12-13T22:37:55.960Z</updated><title type='text'>More Sites</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And we're back to our Egypt programming....with the Temple of Hatshepsut, named after Egypt's only woman pharaoh. The limestone cliffs surrounding the three-terraced structure creates a dramatic view.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/R2GppR33ugI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/xTMLDP3MCeI/s1600-h/IMG_1496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/R2GppR33ugI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/xTMLDP3MCeI/s320/IMG_1496.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143578776071289346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We also went to the Valley of the Kings, where King Tut (in addition to other royalty) lies. Tut's tomb was discovered in 1922 and it was only recently (within that last two months or so) that they revealed Tut's mummified body, allowing visitors to see his face and feet. And, yes, we paid the extra few bucks to sneak a peek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/R2Gppx33uhI/AAAAAAAAAgY/-f9kUfsBBTE/s1600-h/IMG_1518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/R2Gppx33uhI/AAAAAAAAAgY/-f9kUfsBBTE/s320/IMG_1518.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143578784661223954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Next up was Medinat Habu, where the engravings were carved noticeably deeper into the stone, compared to what we had seen up to that point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/R2Gppx33uiI/AAAAAAAAAgg/8v7lNS-DEBk/s1600-h/IMG_1553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/R2Gppx33uiI/AAAAAAAAAgg/8v7lNS-DEBk/s320/IMG_1553.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143578784661223970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We were growing tired, but there was more to see....we went to the Colossi of Memnon -- the only things left of an ancient temple. (Note the person between the figures, to get a sense of scale).  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/R2GpqR33ujI/AAAAAAAAAgo/8A4VgYedC9M/s1600-h/IMG_1559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/R2GpqR33ujI/AAAAAAAAAgo/8A4VgYedC9M/s320/IMG_1559.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143578793251158578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After going to these ancient sites, we stopped by a tourist trap, er, i mean, alabaster factory to see how vases and figurines are made. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/R2Gpqh33ukI/AAAAAAAAAgw/wRix3SpqB8k/s1600-h/IMG_1529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/R2Gpqh33ukI/AAAAAAAAAgw/wRix3SpqB8k/s320/IMG_1529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143578797546125890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There was also a "soper" market. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/R2GqAR33ulI/AAAAAAAAAg4/XalZPbg6hjk/s1600-h/IMG_1531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/R2GqAR33ulI/AAAAAAAAAg4/XalZPbg6hjk/s320/IMG_1531.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143579171208280658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And then there was much welcomed peace and relaxation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/R2GqJh33unI/AAAAAAAAAhI/atqDZV0_jB8/s1600-h/IMG_1564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/R2GqJh33unI/AAAAAAAAAhI/atqDZV0_jB8/s320/IMG_1564.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143579330122070642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-6093125270496432817?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/6093125270496432817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=6093125270496432817' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/6093125270496432817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/6093125270496432817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/12/more-sites.html' title='More Sites'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/R2GppR33ugI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/xTMLDP3MCeI/s72-c/IMG_1496.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-2838557825466612743</id><published>2007-12-11T13:05:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-12-11T13:11:15.102Z</updated><title type='text'>B is for Bettina</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Last week I got to see Bettina in her hometown of Vechelde, about 2.5 hours south of Hamburg by trian. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was wonderful spending time with her, meeting her parents, and seeing where she grew up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made a quick trip to Braunschweig, where we visited the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Weihnachtsmarkt &lt;/span&gt;and enjoyed coffee and cake at a new cafe in the recently rebuilt &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Schloss&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I unfortunately didn't take any photos of the two of us, but here is a nice portrait of the beautiful Bettina herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/R16LUNNLltI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2SNYVt01ZVQ/s1600-h/IMG_1757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/R16LUNNLltI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2SNYVt01ZVQ/s320/IMG_1757.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142701003762276050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-2838557825466612743?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/2838557825466612743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=2838557825466612743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/2838557825466612743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/2838557825466612743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/12/b-is-for-bettina.html' title='B is for Bettina'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/R16LUNNLltI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2SNYVt01ZVQ/s72-c/IMG_1757.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-8529138482181379268</id><published>2007-12-10T20:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-10T20:32:05.038Z</updated><title type='text'>Egypt will be back after these messages...</title><content type='html'>I can't let too many days pass without mentioning &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;St. Nikolaus Tag&lt;/span&gt;, a holiday celebrated on December 6. On the 5th, as tradition requires, I obediently put my shoe by the front door to await a visit from old St. Nick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was not disappointed -- my shoe was filled with chocolates, a calling card, and a sweater. (Okay, so the sweater was next to the footwear, not in it.) Sweet. Thanks, Mom....I mean, St. Nick.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-8529138482181379268?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/8529138482181379268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=8529138482181379268' title='52 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/8529138482181379268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/8529138482181379268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/12/egypt-will-be-back-after-these-messages.html' title='Egypt will be back after these messages...'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>52</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-4150827223144717851</id><published>2007-12-10T19:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-10T19:58:47.210Z</updated><title type='text'>Dress Like an Egyptian</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After a few hours cruising up the Nile and enjoying drinks on the upper deck, we reached the first of several temples we'd visit during our stay in Egypt. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Named Kom Ombo, this was the only temple we visited at night. A stunning introduction to Egyptian culture, the temple included mummified crocodiles (fitting, since half the temple is dedicated to Sobek, the crocodile-headed god) and what is considered the first engravings of medical instruments (perfect for the many doctors on the trip). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/R12SWNNLloI/AAAAAAAAAfg/Z9OzvUn5QsE/s1600-h/IMG_1437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/R12SWNNLloI/AAAAAAAAAfg/Z9OzvUn5QsE/s320/IMG_1437.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142427259726698114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/R12SWdNLlpI/AAAAAAAAAfo/Ki46v7oYeOU/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/R12SWdNLlpI/AAAAAAAAAfo/Ki46v7oYeOU/s320/2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142427264021665426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After the one-hour tour, we headed back to the cruise ship....but not before purchasing some sweet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;galabayas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; for the evening's party. Here are Chris and Jad decked out in their finest selections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/R12SWdNLlqI/AAAAAAAAAfw/ACXq41Q4L5A/s1600-h/IMG_1441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/R12SWdNLlqI/AAAAAAAAAfw/ACXq41Q4L5A/s320/IMG_1441.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142427264021665442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And here are the newly-weds surrounded by friends and family.  The night's festivities included a belly dancing competition (which, thankfully, I did not have to participate in) and general fun and merriment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/R12SWtNLlrI/AAAAAAAAAf4/yMHw6eFfWBA/s1600-h/IMG_1447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/R12SWtNLlrI/AAAAAAAAAf4/yMHw6eFfWBA/s320/IMG_1447.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142427268316632754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And then it was up early the next morning to visit temple #2 -- the Temple of Horus at Edfu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/R12SWtNLlsI/AAAAAAAAAgA/yb1tj3ONULY/s1600-h/IMG_1459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/R12SWtNLlsI/AAAAAAAAAgA/yb1tj3ONULY/s320/IMG_1459.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142427268316632770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Built between 237 and 57 BCE, it stands today as one of the best preserved temples in Egypt. The many engravings tell a rich story of early Egyptian culture, despite the fact many of the figures and inscriptions were defaced by Christians who inhabited the temple hundreds of years later and considered the work pagan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more galabayas, but I promise more temples to come...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-4150827223144717851?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/4150827223144717851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=4150827223144717851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/4150827223144717851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/4150827223144717851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/12/dress-like-egyptian.html' title='Dress Like an Egyptian'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/R12SWNNLloI/AAAAAAAAAfg/Z9OzvUn5QsE/s72-c/IMG_1437.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-6573203457995476575</id><published>2007-12-05T21:13:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-12-05T21:30:29.641Z</updated><title type='text'>Highlight Reel Day 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The next day we were up bright and early to catch a charter flight to Abu Simbel, flying south across the landscape. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see here how the Nile's surrounding land benefits from the river's resources before giving way to desert sands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/R1cUrFPeO_I/AAAAAAAAAew/VHETac-rMdQ/s1600-h/IMG_1380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/R1cUrFPeO_I/AAAAAAAAAew/VHETac-rMdQ/s320/IMG_1380.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140600230040714226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then we got to Lake Nassar, which at 500 miles long is the world's largest man-made lake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/R1cUrlPePAI/AAAAAAAAAe4/gfiFMfaYeoo/s1600-h/IMG_1389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/R1cUrlPePAI/AAAAAAAAAe4/gfiFMfaYeoo/s320/IMG_1389.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140600238630648834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The temples at Abu Simbel, originally carved out of the rock in the 13 century BC, overlook this lake, impressing and intimidating visitors who arrive to Egypt from the south. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/R1cUsFPePBI/AAAAAAAAAfA/MU2kSQOztS4/s1600-h/IMG_1396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/R1cUsFPePBI/AAAAAAAAAfA/MU2kSQOztS4/s320/IMG_1396.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140600247220583442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The archeological site is comprised of two temples -- one as a monument to Pharaoh Ramesses II and the other to his queen Nefertari (though, frankly, Nefertari is completely overshadowed and outnumbered in representation at "her" monument by her husband). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/R1cUsVPePCI/AAAAAAAAAfI/U3MCjjkFCKw/s1600-h/IMG_1408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/R1cUsVPePCI/AAAAAAAAAfI/U3MCjjkFCKw/s320/IMG_1408.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140600251515550754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After a few hours and lunch at this site, we hopped back on the plane for a 20-minute trip to Aswan to catch our cruise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The newly-married couple, along with our group of just under 100, received a warm greeting at the dock -- more dancing, singing, clapping, and music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/R1cUslPePDI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/t64e2scoGDQ/s1600-h/IMG_1420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/R1cUslPePDI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/t64e2scoGDQ/s320/IMG_1420.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140600255810518066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then it was time to set sail!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/R1cYNFPePEI/AAAAAAAAAfY/1yJNxwRKJ_A/s1600-h/IMG_1419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/R1cYNFPePEI/AAAAAAAAAfY/1yJNxwRKJ_A/s320/IMG_1419.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140604112691149890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-6573203457995476575?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/6573203457995476575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=6573203457995476575' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/6573203457995476575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/6573203457995476575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/12/highlight-reel-day-3.html' title='Highlight Reel Day 3'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/R1cUrFPeO_I/AAAAAAAAAew/VHETac-rMdQ/s72-c/IMG_1380.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-5363095087226968563</id><published>2007-12-03T19:17:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-12-03T19:43:59.965Z</updated><title type='text'>Highlight Reel, Day 1/2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When in Rome....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/R1RWkFPeO3I/AAAAAAAAAdw/N22osD-G8Wo/s1600-R/IMG_1280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/R1RWkFPeO3I/AAAAAAAAAdw/pEKY80sLAP8/s320/IMG_1280.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139828252618931058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Of course I had to smoke some apple-flavored &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sheesha &lt;/span&gt;while meeting up with the beautiful bride the evening before the big day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/R1RWklPeO4I/AAAAAAAAAd4/1l7DPDkpNK8/s1600-R/IMG_1293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/R1RWklPeO4I/AAAAAAAAAd4/2zleimR5buA/s320/IMG_1293.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139828261208865666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And then it was Saturday. Let the festivities begin. The wedding was at the Manyal Palace, which boasted a lavish garden that made for an enchanted setting. My pictures cannot do it justice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pre-ceremony reception was in this opulent building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/R1RabFPeO8I/AAAAAAAAAeY/VhQswObITlA/s1600-R/IMG_1303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/R1RabFPeO8I/AAAAAAAAAeY/gb2PONwiWuM/s320/IMG_1303.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139832496046619586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The remainder of the wedding took place outside. Here is the OHS crew awaiting the arrival of the couple, who would walk down the red carpet to drums, tambourines, belly dancing, clapping, and singing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/R1RWk1PeO5I/AAAAAAAAAeA/nU8m6g0HHRU/s1600-R/IMG_1299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/R1RWk1PeO5I/AAAAAAAAAeA/xbEUIFwJCzQ/s320/IMG_1299.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139828265503832978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And here they are. They were gorgeous and all smiles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/R1RWlFPeO6I/AAAAAAAAAeI/xxDpWiW1Jc8/s1600-R/IMG_1332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/R1RWlFPeO6I/AAAAAAAAAeI/Aj8TsfoNjlk/s320/IMG_1332.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139828269798800290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/R1RabFPeO9I/AAAAAAAAAeg/jQhVWJfo8LQ/s1600-R/IMG_1339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/R1RabFPeO9I/AAAAAAAAAeg/tj3OYKUkcCs/s320/IMG_1339.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139832496046619602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/R1RWlVPeO7I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/Ge53EYjcZ1M/s1600-R/IMG_1345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/R1RWlVPeO7I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/21PV0mgzULc/s320/IMG_1345.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139828274093767602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After excitedly following the couple along the red carpet we turned the corner to this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/R1RabVPeO-I/AAAAAAAAAeo/URvt1DXhbEo/s1600-R/IMG_1353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/R1RabVPeO-I/AAAAAAAAAeo/zJeP9ECSKlQ/s320/IMG_1353.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139832500341586914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;An amazing setting amongst lit rubber trees and a starry sky. My camera sucks at night shots, so this picture is really bad and can't capture the atmosphere of the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was dancing (lots of it!) on the humongous dance floor; an awesome DJ rocked the music while a saxophonist sweetened the tunes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many people came to Egypt to partake in this wonderful celebration of marriage and it was great to experience such joy and happiness in this magical place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so the adventures began.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-5363095087226968563?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/5363095087226968563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=5363095087226968563' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/5363095087226968563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/5363095087226968563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/12/highlight-reel-day-12.html' title='Highlight Reel, Day 1/2'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/R1RWkFPeO3I/AAAAAAAAAdw/pEKY80sLAP8/s72-c/IMG_1280.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-6899485776961268930</id><published>2007-12-02T19:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-02T22:21:41.150Z</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I hope you all had a delicious Thanksgiving, complete with turkey, stuffing, friends, and football. I was packing on that Thursday for a week of activities in Egypt....little did I know what adventures awaited me in this enchanted land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back now, after an amazing 8 days filled with wedding festivities, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;galabayas&lt;/span&gt;, temples, hieroglyphics, crazy Cairo traffic, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sheesha&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shisha&lt;/span&gt;, the leisurely Nile, and so much more than I can mention right now. I'll share more about the trip (including photos) soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you are well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-6899485776961268930?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/6899485776961268930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=6899485776961268930' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/6899485776961268930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/6899485776961268930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-5691057691192548756</id><published>2007-11-15T19:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-15T20:14:22.782Z</updated><title type='text'>Puffy Coat in Full Effect</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;While I was able to boast about the wonderful long daylight hours during the summer, I can now moan that dusk is around 5pm and it's pitch black by 6. But I guess it's only fair. (And by the way, the fair does &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;only come around once a year here in Hamburg. They build it up for our enjoyment &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;four times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; annually. But I digress.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The days have not only gotten shorter, but also colder, as demonstrated by the resurrection of the puffy coat. I first got the puffy coat back in February and wearing it again reminds me of the passage of time, the seasons beginning once again, and as the Lion King/Elton John would sing, the Circle of Life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RzylUHmf8tI/AAAAAAAAAdg/y9Sov9QAR3E/s1600-h/meajay.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RzylUHmf8tI/AAAAAAAAAdg/y9Sov9QAR3E/s320/meajay.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133159440352015058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here I am wearing the puffy coat in Frankfurt with Ajay (who, if I may suggest,  was not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;as &lt;/span&gt;equipped for the dropping temperatures :)).  But, anyway, we had a good time nonetheless. Hakuna Matata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-5691057691192548756?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/5691057691192548756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=5691057691192548756' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/5691057691192548756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/5691057691192548756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/11/puffy-coat-in-full-effect.html' title='Puffy Coat in Full Effect'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RzylUHmf8tI/AAAAAAAAAdg/y9Sov9QAR3E/s72-c/meajay.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-7019422976809321411</id><published>2007-11-13T21:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-13T22:08:46.664Z</updated><title type='text'>Ni hao. Welcome to Germany.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;On the train to Frankfurt, after having to kick them out of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;our &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;seats, we had a nice exchange with a group of Chinese tourists. First we explained the seat reservation system to them, since the group of 13 kept on sitting in reserved seats and then had to move when the passenger with the reservation arrived. (Turns out they even had a reservation -- two cars down. Oh well.) The funniest was when they asked us how Germans spend their Sundays. They noted, "you don't work, the shops are closed, what do you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;?" We mentioned a few of our pastimes -- reading, going for a walk, spending time with family -- to which they inquired, "do you climb mountains?" Um, no. We don't climb mountains on Sundays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-7019422976809321411?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/7019422976809321411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=7019422976809321411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/7019422976809321411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/7019422976809321411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/11/ni-hao-welcome-to-germany.html' title='Ni hao. Welcome to Germany.'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-2481919350069708506</id><published>2007-11-12T22:57:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-11-12T23:26:59.201Z</updated><title type='text'>Land of Lebkuchen</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I spent a lovely weekend in Nuernberg, a city 4.5 hours (via train) south of Hamburg that's famous for its delicious &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lebkuchen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;(similar to gingerbread) and annual Christmas market.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rzjg22Q9E9I/AAAAAAAAAdY/tIlDda111zg/s1600-h/nuernberg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rzjg22Q9E9I/AAAAAAAAAdY/tIlDda111zg/s320/nuernberg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132099008272864210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; On the way back on Sunday we made a slight detour to Frankfurt, where Ajay had just arrived that morning. We met at the train station in "Mainhatten" -- Frankfurt is nicknamed as such because of its status as Germany's financial capital and for the fact that it is one of only four European cities with a significant number of skyscrapers (and the Main is the river that runs through it). We spent a few hours at local cafes/restaurants, with plenty of time for a cold Hefeweizen and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wiener Schnitzel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rzjg22Q9E8I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/myaAuLZUuO0/s1600-h/frankfurt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rzjg22Q9E8I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/myaAuLZUuO0/s320/frankfurt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132099008272864194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-2481919350069708506?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/2481919350069708506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=2481919350069708506' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/2481919350069708506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/2481919350069708506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/11/land-of-lebkuchen.html' title='Land of Lebkuchen'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rzjg22Q9E9I/AAAAAAAAAdY/tIlDda111zg/s72-c/nuernberg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-103098703772819643</id><published>2007-11-08T20:21:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-11-08T20:23:32.477Z</updated><title type='text'>Cultural Difference No. 39</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was at school when a classmate and teacher asked me if I folded or scrunched up the toilet paper in preparation for its use.  Apparently they were discussing some research that indicated while Germans fold their TP, Americans scrunch it up. I am exactly as I should be: German American.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-103098703772819643?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/103098703772819643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=103098703772819643' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/103098703772819643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/103098703772819643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/11/cultural-difference-no-39.html' title='Cultural Difference No. 39'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-1135311930753954298</id><published>2007-11-07T21:27:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-11-07T21:32:23.653Z</updated><title type='text'>Long Weekend Coming Up?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Budget Travel&lt;/span&gt; reports that visiting Hamburg is a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.budgettravel.com/bt-dyn/content/article/2007/10/30/AR2007103001376.html?hpid=travelpromo"&gt;real dea&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;l in the next coming months, with flight and hotel ringing up at less than $600 for a quick three-night stay. (On my student budget this doesn't seem like something too spectacular, but I draw it to the attention of you big money-making peeps.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-1135311930753954298?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/1135311930753954298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=1135311930753954298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/1135311930753954298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/1135311930753954298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/11/long-weekend-coming-up.html' title='Long Weekend Coming Up?'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-1143408817813843618</id><published>2007-11-06T09:51:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-11-06T09:58:51.053Z</updated><title type='text'>The Max for the Minimum</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;J-Posh here. I'm on my way to the brand, spanking new TK Maxx. It just opened here in Hamburg about a week ago. It's funny, a few months after I moved here -- tired of shopping at H&amp;amp;M, Zara, and other European stores (yes, it happens that fast!) --  I thought I could use a TJ Maxx, a store that's completely hit or miss, but you're pretty sure you won't see every other person on the street wearing the same thing. And here it is.  The Max for the Minimum. Sweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-1143408817813843618?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/1143408817813843618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=1143408817813843618' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/1143408817813843618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/1143408817813843618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/11/max-for-minimum.html' title='The Max for the Minimum'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-8173703460336167027</id><published>2007-11-04T23:37:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-11-04T23:53:20.106Z</updated><title type='text'>I'll Tell You What I Want, What I Really, Really Want</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;A week ago I was sitting in a hair salon noticing that I actually might look my age (gasp!). I'm also noticing how ridiculous it is that I just showed the stylist a homemade collage of Posh Spice pictures as a show-and-tell of how I would like my hair cut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Ry5X4_LAMxI/AAAAAAAAAdE/V50ObzOYQaE/s1600-h/img_7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Ry5X4_LAMxI/AAAAAAAAAdE/V50ObzOYQaE/s320/img_7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129133662163448594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Despite my visual cues, I don't think my haircut is exactly Victoria Beckham. Nonetheless, it's not bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;A few days later I'm at a cafe and the woman who owns it, a family acquaintance, notices my new do and proclaims it so "American." I am not sure what is American about it, but her statement seems to be an open invitation for other customers to comment on my hair. So a woman starts to look. And says..."well, I think it's more British than American. Victoria Beckham is starting this trend." She continues rambling about how America proclaims everything British as their own, but I am just amazed that maybe my haircut &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is &lt;/span&gt;kind of like Posh. Rock on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-8173703460336167027?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/8173703460336167027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=8173703460336167027' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/8173703460336167027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/8173703460336167027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/11/ill-tell-you-what-i-want-what-i-really.html' title='I&apos;ll Tell You What I Want, What I Really, Really Want'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Ry5X4_LAMxI/AAAAAAAAAdE/V50ObzOYQaE/s72-c/img_7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-7190148273910270003</id><published>2007-11-01T17:57:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-01T18:55:44.694Z</updated><title type='text'>Distinctions</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The One Who Shall Not Be Named (TOWSNBN) refutes my "undistinctive Hamburg" comments and suggests that the Harbor and the Alster make Hamburg unique, special...and distinctive. When he asked me to name another city that has a lake smack in the middle of it, I fumbled and guessed...Salt Lake City? (Nice try, right? But, sorry, no lake according to Google Maps.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Okay, I give in. TOWSNBN has a point. The Harbor and Alster are incredible. At night the lights at the Harbor spectacularly set the docks aglow. White sail boats punctuate the blue expanse of the two lakes during sunny days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I stand by pretentious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-7190148273910270003?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/7190148273910270003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=7190148273910270003' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/7190148273910270003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/7190148273910270003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/11/distinctions.html' title='Distinctions'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-8978884988071968985</id><published>2007-10-31T00:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-10-31T00:54:41.596Z</updated><title type='text'>Where Am I?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The Blue Period is over. A new blog has begun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arial is being phased out. Say hello to Trebuchet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More changes to come...when I can find time to do some design work on this thing (right now my creative energies are focused on designing a cookbook, CD covers, and condom packaging, among other things. The blog's design is not widdling its way to the top of my priority list somehow).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise, I'll still be posting my ever so informative and entertaining posts. Don't go away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-8978884988071968985?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/8978884988071968985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=8978884988071968985' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/8978884988071968985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/8978884988071968985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/10/where-am-i.html' title='Where Am I?'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-2584280326493117543</id><published>2007-10-29T22:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-10-29T23:45:44.517Z</updated><title type='text'>Word</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My sister sent me the fantastic book &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eat, Pray, Love&lt;/span&gt;, and I've been burying my nose in it every chance I've had this past week and a half. Sometimes it's like I'm reading my own thoughts. The rest of the time it just makes me think. Like the part when the author is talking with an Italian friend about how the essence of a city or place can be summed up in one word. The two decide that Rome's word is "sex." They go on to give other cities their words: the Vatican is "power;" New York is "achieve;" Los Angeles is "succeed."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought about the places I've lived and what word would best define or describe them. Washington, DC, was easy: "networking." Whether it's someone running for political office, a lobbyist, a fundraiser, a pr professional, or simply a young single person, to me the people in DC are always looking to make connections or meet people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Richmond could be "charm." It's southern, it's sunny, it's easy, but still has some edge, a good arts scene, and tons of independent shops/restaurants/endeavors. It's got great neighborhoods, river access, and outdoor activities. It's simply a charming place to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The word that kept coming up in my mind about Hamburg was "pretentious." Granted, I haven't lived here a long time, but this is how I experience it. It's subtle (which I guess is the opposite of the word's definition). Maybe it's more like "quiet snobbery," but that's two words so doesn't count.  There's just something about this city that's, well, pretentious. There's nothing about Hamburg that's particularly distinctive (except maybe the harbor industry), but it's generally tidy, clean, organized (this is Germany, remember?), beautiful, green, cultured, active. It's business and leisure, it's city and state, it has waterfront property (lots of it), it's expensive and it's wealthy. In fact, it's Germany's wealthiest city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, I like Hamburg. It has a lot to offer. I like the waterfront/harbor areas, which are really engaged in city life and not blank voids/dividers like the majority of the Potomac in DC/VA. I love the parks. I enjoy the museums, the food, the cake, the people. But I can't seem to get beyond the word "pretentious." For those of you who have been here, am I totally off? What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What word do you have for your hometown?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-2584280326493117543?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/2584280326493117543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=2584280326493117543' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/2584280326493117543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/2584280326493117543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/10/word.html' title='Word'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-8075684455231222875</id><published>2007-10-23T17:59:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-10-23T18:14:42.679Z</updated><title type='text'>Anja Meet Anja</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And so the afternoon began, with Mom Anja meeting the newest addition to the family, little Anja. And in case you are calculating how many months its been since I moved to Germany (ahem...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nine&lt;/span&gt;)....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rx42zl1dXeI/AAAAAAAAAcc/CP8ovTSWk5o/s1600-h/anjas.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rx42zl1dXeI/AAAAAAAAAcc/CP8ovTSWk5o/s320/anjas.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124593685951765986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I put any rumors to rest. Little Anja belongs to my cousin Jenny and she also has a very cute brother, Finn (age 2).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rx42z11dXfI/AAAAAAAAAck/15nCSX86190/s1600-h/littleones.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rx42z11dXfI/AAAAAAAAAck/15nCSX86190/s320/littleones.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124593690246733298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But that doesn't mean I can't push the baby carriage. I can. And my cousin Mimi's son Kyld can give me rabbit ears. It's okay. I don't mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rx42zF1dXcI/AAAAAAAAAcM/wV2HDqdv66Q/s1600-h/walking.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rx42zF1dXcI/AAAAAAAAAcM/wV2HDqdv66Q/s320/walking.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124593677361831362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The rest of the gang is taking it easy -- cousins Jenny, Eno, and Mimi are sans kids for once. Eno says, please, no pictures. But Ursula strikes a pose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rx42zl1dXdI/AAAAAAAAAcU/1JjiTb9zI6s/s1600-h/pleasenopics.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rx42zl1dXdI/AAAAAAAAAcU/1JjiTb9zI6s/s320/pleasenopics.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124593685951765970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And cutie-pa-tootie Finn will smile for the camera too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rx45T11dXhI/AAAAAAAAAc0/_TwUew3h9nI/s1600-h/cutie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rx45T11dXhI/AAAAAAAAAc0/_TwUew3h9nI/s320/cutie.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124596439025802770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Awwww!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-8075684455231222875?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/8075684455231222875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=8075684455231222875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/8075684455231222875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/8075684455231222875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/10/anja-meet-anja.html' title='Anja Meet Anja'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rx42zl1dXeI/AAAAAAAAAcc/CP8ovTSWk5o/s72-c/anjas.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-4766260215370649745</id><published>2007-10-22T22:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-10-22T22:37:59.900Z</updated><title type='text'>You mean R&amp;B?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I was in Germany's equivalent to Best Buy browsing the music selection (not that I buy CDs anymore, but I digress) when next to the Pop section and in between the German-Hits category I stumbled upon the area designated for "Black Music." Yes, there was a sign that said "Black Music." I kid you not. That's their way of categorizing together some of my favorite genres: hip hop, rap, and R&amp;amp;B. It definitely surprised me. I'm not sure what to make of it quite yet -- is it culturally insensitive, politically incorrect, or even just plain incorrect? Or is this how German/European shoppers best understand the music and can relate to its heritage, even though the artists are not necessarily African-American?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-4766260215370649745?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/4766260215370649745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=4766260215370649745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/4766260215370649745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/4766260215370649745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/10/you-mean-r.html' title='You mean R&amp;B?'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-2772660388046088759</id><published>2007-10-15T19:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-10-15T20:08:28.772Z</updated><title type='text'>Odds &amp; Ends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is my 101th post. The fall season is in fall swing, the leaves are changing, the air is crisp, and my winter coat is back from the dry cleaner and being put to good use. It's freakin' cold here. And because Germans are thrifty, the heat is hardly turned on anywhere. I sleep with three clothing layers, two comforters, and a blanket. I hear in DC it's still in the 80s. Considering I only wore shorts three times this year (one time being in February in Tenerife, which doesn't count), DC sounds like paradise to me right now. A week ago I was talking to Nina and she turned her air conditioning down during our conversation. I was sitting there wrapped in a wool blanket. A few days ago my mom asked me if I was cold because my lips were blue. Yes, mom, I am cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went to the gym after a multiple week hiatus and I was warm for about a nanosecond afterwards. I even cracked open the window a bit as I made my way home. The gym is the only place it will ever be hot indoors here in Germany. Apparently they are too thrifty to turn on air conditioning or fans, so there are tons of people working out, with no air circulation. I sweat a lot, so it makes me think I am doing a really strenuous workout. But if I'm honest it's only because the place is 90 degrees. They are also too thrifty to turn on the lights. They've got a late night lounge atmosphere going on, the lights are so dim. They say they are being environmentally conscious and don't want to waste energy, but they are probably skimping on electricity so they can use our 70-100 euros monthly dues for some really good staff parties. Who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On other news, the movie Helvetica was really interesting. But I don't think you guys are really into fonts, so I won't bore you with more details. Oh, but I will say that one of my favorite quotes of the evening was from the guy who lectured beforehand about his 138,000+ font collection -- he said men with hobbies are harmless. I thought about it and I agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, an unusual amount of people are arriving at my blog from searching "i miss you like the deserts miss the rain." Who knew that phrase/song was so intriguing to people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I hope you guys are enjoying the fall season -- autumn scents, pumpkins, hiking, oranges/reds/yellows, football, and everything else associated with this time of year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-2772660388046088759?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/2772660388046088759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=2772660388046088759' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/2772660388046088759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/2772660388046088759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/10/odds-ends.html' title='Odds &amp; Ends'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-8715587448040643729</id><published>2007-10-09T09:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-10-09T10:18:14.013Z</updated><title type='text'>This Land is Your Land</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I just finished reading Bill Bryson's hilarious &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Lost Continent&lt;/span&gt;, a travelogue of his 38-state journey across America in a creaking Chevette. It's actually packed with educational information (like that the Great Lakes -- equaling about the size of the U.K. -- form the largest expanse of fresh water on Earth), but his anecdotes were what made me laugh out loud...and awakened a sense of nostalgia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RwtScg7jEzI/AAAAAAAAAcE/XyvoQXemQEc/s1600-h/USW180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RwtScg7jEzI/AAAAAAAAAcE/XyvoQXemQEc/s320/USW180.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119276051266212658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Maybe I liked it so much because I am so far away from home and all that he writes about, but I recommend it nonetheless for anyone who wants a fun, breezy read and some good laughs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-8715587448040643729?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/8715587448040643729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=8715587448040643729' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/8715587448040643729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/8715587448040643729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/10/this-land-is-your-land.html' title='This Land is Your Land'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RwtScg7jEzI/AAAAAAAAAcE/XyvoQXemQEc/s72-c/USW180.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-7705504555178031006</id><published>2007-10-05T18:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-10-05T18:57:26.105Z</updated><title type='text'>36 Hours</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The New York Times&lt;/span&gt; has a great "36 Hours" series where they suggest a 36-hour itinerary in a specific city. Thanks for passing along the October 7th article on Hamburg, Jamie. I will have to take them up on their suggestions. And I invite you to do the same!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;From &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The New York Times:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://travel.nytimes.com/2007/10/07/travel/07hours.html?ex=1192248000&amp;amp;en=b6e1883c0fb2abd5&amp;amp;ei=5070&amp;amp;emc=eta1"&gt;36 Hours in Hamburg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"HAMBURG, the maritime and media center of Germany, is a city of jarring juxtapositions. The industrial waterfront heaves with rusty docks, while its center is filled with emerald parks, blue lakes and cream-colored villas. Sex workers ply their trade along the neon-lit Reeperbahn, while old-money families have made this Baroque port into Germany's richest city. And despite playing second fiddle to the cultural juggernaut that is Berlin, Hamburg breeds its own brand of the cosmopolitan cool — with a large Turkish population, gay enclaves and fashion centers — who mingle at chichi restaurants and steamy underground clubs. Where else but this high-low metropolis can you window-shop for Cartier diamond necklaces during the day and slum it with punk rockers at night?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-7705504555178031006?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/7705504555178031006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=7705504555178031006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/7705504555178031006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/7705504555178031006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/10/36-hours.html' title='36 Hours'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-5083760000213162354</id><published>2007-10-04T13:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-10-04T14:41:27.164Z</updated><title type='text'>Design in Hamburg</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hamburg's second &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.designfestival.de/"&gt;design festival&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; starts tomorrow, with a week of exhibitions, open houses, lectures, seminars, and other events, on all things design (fashion, furniture, product design, communication design, architecture, etc.). &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Our classes have been cancelled for a few days so that we can participate in the various activities and I promise to do at least one thing (the ambitious person that I am). Next week I'm going to a screening of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.helveticafilm.com/"&gt;Helvetica&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, a documentary that uses a single typeface as a springboard to explore the past 50 years of graphic design and our "global visual culture." I'm really looking forward to it, as I've been itching to see this film for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you are wondering, Helvetica is a sans-serif font similar to Arial (the typeface I use for the body text of my blog) that grew immensely popular in the 1960s. You have probably seen it numerous times today -- on everyday signs that say No Loitering, Push/Pull, Exit, Ladies/Men, etc.. Otherwise, think of Toyota, Panasonic, the Gap, or Lufthansa -- these companies all use Helvetica to represent their brands. &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The font is either praised for its clean, crisp lines and modern aesthetic or blasted for being "bland, unadventurous, and unambitious" (ueberfamous graphic designer Neville Brody).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, because I should know that a picture is worth a thousand words, why don't I just show you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Subway sign in New York City:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RwT6O32udoI/AAAAAAAAAb0/cKNt0vUXon0/s1600-h/helv1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RwT6O32udoI/AAAAAAAAAb0/cKNt0vUXon0/s320/helv1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117490210018326146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Poster for the film:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RwT6O32udpI/AAAAAAAAAb8/ItEPRboBixk/s1600-h/helv2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RwT6O32udpI/AAAAAAAAAb8/ItEPRboBixk/s320/helv2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117490210018326162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now that you know more than you ever wanted to about Helvetica, what say you? Universally appealing or standardly boring?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-5083760000213162354?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/5083760000213162354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=5083760000213162354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/5083760000213162354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/5083760000213162354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/10/design-in-hamburg.html' title='Design in Hamburg'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RwT6O32udoI/AAAAAAAAAb0/cKNt0vUXon0/s72-c/helv1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-5104454631609412226</id><published>2007-10-03T20:05:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-10-03T20:14:17.640Z</updated><title type='text'>Promoting Stereotypes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;I found the list below on Facebook (which I am now  mildly addicted to, thanks a lot!). The items in bold I find particularly funny and/or true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU KNOW YOU'RE GERMAN IF....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  class="datawrap" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;You separate your trash into more than five different bins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Your front door has a sign with your family name made from salt dough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You carry a "4You" backpack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;You eat a cold dinner at 6pm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;You call your cell phone "handy" and a projector "beamer".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;You have no problems with nude beaches and saunas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You have asked your Asian-American friend, "No, but where are you *really* from?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You have gotten splinters from environmentally friendly toiled paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You call an afternoon stroll "Nordic Walking".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You are shocked when you have to pay for dental care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;You own a pair of jeans in a color other than blue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;People start talking about Hitler and Hofbräuhaus when you tell them where you're from.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tenth grade was all about dancing lessons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You work 40 hour weeks and have 6 weeks of vacation a year, but complain about hard times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Your childhood diet consisted of Alete and Zwieback. Your college diet consisted of Miracoli and Döner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You were educated about sex by Dr. Sommer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You yell at people for jaywalking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You grew up watching "Löwenzahn" and "Die Sendung mit der Maus". And Baywatch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;You think college tuition is an outrage. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;[JN note: they just instituted a 500 euro/per semester tuition fee last year or something and indeed people are outraged. 500 euro. that might buy you one credit of a three-credit course at a private university in the States.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You routinely go 100mph on the highway and tailgate heavily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;On your last day of high school you made your teachers sing Karaoke and jump through hoops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You wear brown leather shoes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Your first audio tape was Benjamin Blümchen and Bibi Blocksberg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;You have ended an English sentence with "..., or?". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You can tell at least one Manta joke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You're a college student in your 11th year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Your first sexual experience was on Sat1, Saturday night at 11pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You spent hours in school learning to pronounce "th".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;You expect chocolate in your shoes on December 6th.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You complain that in other countries everything is dirty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-5104454631609412226?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/5104454631609412226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=5104454631609412226' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/5104454631609412226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/5104454631609412226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/10/promoting-stereotypes.html' title='Promoting Stereotypes'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-8512523047188946431</id><published>2007-10-02T22:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-10-02T22:16:26.735Z</updated><title type='text'>October 3rd</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tomorrow, October 3, is the "Tag der Deutschen Einheit" -- the national holiday celebrating Germany's reunification in 1990. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Brief background from wikipedia:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"An alternative choice [for the day of German unity] would have been the day the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Berlin Wall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; came down, namely &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;November 9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1989&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, which coincided with the anniversary of the founding of the first real German &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Republic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; in 1918 and the defeat of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hitler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;'s first &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;coup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; in 1923; however &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;November 9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; was also the anniversary of the first large-scale Nazi-led &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;pogroms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; against &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jews&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; in 1938 (so called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Kristallnacht&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;), and the day was thus considered inappropriate as a national holiday.  [Um, yeah.] Therefore, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;October 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1990&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, the day of formal reunion was chosen instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before reunification, in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Western Germany&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; the "Day of German Unity" was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;June 17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;; this was an interpretation of a failed 1953 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;revolt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; staged by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;East German&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; workers mainly against a raise in work quotas. The revolt was crushed with Soviet aid; the exact number of fatalities is unknown, but estimated at somewhat above 100. In East Germany, the national holiday was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;October 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, being called Day of the Republic (Tag der Republik)."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So, yeah, we get the day off. Wohoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-8512523047188946431?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/8512523047188946431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=8512523047188946431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/8512523047188946431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/8512523047188946431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/10/october-3rd.html' title='October 3rd'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-6863680726991143921</id><published>2007-09-30T17:35:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-09-30T17:38:51.129Z</updated><title type='text'>Go Ladies!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Since Germany's men's team didn't win the World Cup soccer title, Germany's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;women&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;'s team did. ;) They beat Brazil 2 to 0 today, defending their title. For all you across the ocean, at least America won third. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-6863680726991143921?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/6863680726991143921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=6863680726991143921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/6863680726991143921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/6863680726991143921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/09/go-ladies.html' title='Go Ladies!'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-7344858504646895256</id><published>2007-09-27T19:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-09-27T20:28:14.869Z</updated><title type='text'>Strange Phenomenon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Yesterday during class we practiced elevator pitches, an exercise in persuasion in which we had to sell our creative idea to a fictitious CEO of an advertising agency.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;In several instances, I played the CEO. Interestingly, the first time I did, I pictured myself as a man. In my head I was playing a male CEO. It was so strange. I didn't notice it until I sat down and thought, wait, why was I imagining myself as a man? The funny thing is that Jessie, who was pitching her idea to me, imagined me as a man, as well. In her mind, she was selling her idea to a guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It certainly surprised me that my mind worked in this way, as I of course think women are fully capable of holding top positions. I guess it shows how much society shapes my thinking. I poked around a bit and found that in 2006 there were only 13 women CEOs among Fortune 500 companies; 20 in the top 1000.  If I am not seeing or hearing about women in executive positions (and movies and tv series certainly underscore this reality), maybe it's no wonder that I'm less inclined to picture a woman in the top, managing role. And, in this case, less likely to even play one myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-7344858504646895256?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/7344858504646895256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=7344858504646895256' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/7344858504646895256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/7344858504646895256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/09/strange-phenomenon.html' title='Strange Phenomenon'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-2821239272983518409</id><published>2007-09-26T21:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-09-26T21:28:07.269Z</updated><title type='text'>The Tribe Has Spoken</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Enough about 'high art,' this is about Survivor. You know, the show that was popular back in 2000 (sorry, J-Ho). Germany isn't afraid to copy. I was flipping through the channels last night and got caught on the German version which is called, coincidentally, Survivor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And is exactly the same. Even the host is Jeff Probst-esque.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Speciman A:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RvrNM2jZzZI/AAAAAAAAAbk/7cxQErZqWks/s1600-h/photo_probst.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114625947518750098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RvrNM2jZzZI/AAAAAAAAAbk/7cxQErZqWks/s320/photo_probst.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Specimen B:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RvrNNWjZzaI/AAAAAAAAAbs/ByYVITcXcyY/s1600-h/Survivor_moderator_04_303_404_Oliver_S___ProSieben.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114625956108684706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RvrNNWjZzaI/AAAAAAAAAbs/ByYVITcXcyY/s320/Survivor_moderator_04_303_404_Oliver_S___ProSieben.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-2821239272983518409?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/2821239272983518409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=2821239272983518409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/2821239272983518409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/2821239272983518409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/09/tribe-has-spoken.html' title='The Tribe Has Spoken'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RvrNM2jZzZI/AAAAAAAAAbk/7cxQErZqWks/s72-c/photo_probst.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-5828319962423953875</id><published>2007-09-24T19:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-09-24T19:31:33.795Z</updated><title type='text'>Call me Slacker</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So I haven't written in a while...but not because I'm slacking....but because I have a busy schedule this semester. In an effort to save some time and money (because, let's face it, I'm not a young sprout any longer and my money tree is growing at a slower rate than usual), I am trying to complete the second and third semester curricula simultaneously. I hope I can hammer it out. It's only until February, so that light at the end of the tunnel should keep me going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, otherwise....I wanted to follow up on the Documenta. I intentionally posted the pictures without any explanation (I told you I'm not slacking!), as it mirrored our experience of the gigantic, five-building exhibition. All of the objects were shown without labels and it wasn't until we bought the catalogue -- basically the label text -- for 35 euros that we got a better understanding of the work's and the artist's intentions/meanings. In the late afternoon we participated in an exhibition tour of one space, which greatly increased the value of the experience. Because, seriously, without commentary it was extremely difficult to fully appreciate the works outside of their aesthetic appeal or form...even for someone with a minor in art history who has worked in the museum field and regularly visits museums.  And, yes, that would be me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will write more about each individual photo later (with the excpetion of photo one which is obviously just me standing in front of a documenta sign...though the signs would be worth commenting on...they were easily transportable (light) and really cheaply made.  The fact that they weren't afraid to show their cheapness contributed to their success, in my opinion.) -- because now I really am slacking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-5828319962423953875?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/5828319962423953875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=5828319962423953875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/5828319962423953875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/5828319962423953875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/09/call-me-slacker.html' title='Call me Slacker'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-4252130141444785283</id><published>2007-09-10T23:14:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-09-10T23:29:29.879Z</updated><title type='text'>Documenting Documenta</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RuXQV71vvdI/AAAAAAAAAas/1M0Mfbkoxss/s1600-h/IMG_1114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RuXQV71vvdI/AAAAAAAAAas/1M0Mfbkoxss/s320/IMG_1114.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108718427580644818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RuXQWL1vveI/AAAAAAAAAa0/CGTNg8TckLA/s1600-h/IMG_1120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RuXQWL1vveI/AAAAAAAAAa0/CGTNg8TckLA/s320/IMG_1120.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108718431875612130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RuXQWL1vvfI/AAAAAAAAAa8/j6f-0SBst0I/s1600-h/IMG_1069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RuXQWL1vvfI/AAAAAAAAAa8/j6f-0SBst0I/s320/IMG_1069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108718431875612146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RuXQWb1vvgI/AAAAAAAAAbE/DaymbiP2vVg/s1600-h/IMG_1081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RuXQWb1vvgI/AAAAAAAAAbE/DaymbiP2vVg/s320/IMG_1081.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108718436170579458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RuXQib1vviI/AAAAAAAAAbU/GvYFWR7TWbQ/s1600-h/IMG_1094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RuXQib1vviI/AAAAAAAAAbU/GvYFWR7TWbQ/s320/IMG_1094.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108718642329009698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RuXQib1vvjI/AAAAAAAAAbc/kEp1s-5QboM/s1600-h/IMG_1097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RuXQib1vvjI/AAAAAAAAAbc/kEp1s-5QboM/s320/IMG_1097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108718642329009714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RuXQWb1vvhI/AAAAAAAAAbM/7CQzO0MBvgs/s1600-h/IMG_1102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RuXQWb1vvhI/AAAAAAAAAbM/7CQzO0MBvgs/s320/IMG_1102.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108718436170579474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-4252130141444785283?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/4252130141444785283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=4252130141444785283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/4252130141444785283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/4252130141444785283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/09/documenting-documenta.html' title='Documenting Documenta'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RuXQV71vvdI/AAAAAAAAAas/1M0Mfbkoxss/s72-c/IMG_1114.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-1528048087919633764</id><published>2007-09-07T18:08:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-09-07T18:10:51.031Z</updated><title type='text'>Map Quest</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When I couldn't accurately recall the state capital of America's sunshine state -- Florida -- I decided it was time I start studying my geography again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This now accompanies me on my metro rides:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RuGTor1vvcI/AAAAAAAAAak/i5FJ0uLdkPw/s1600-h/us.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RuGTor1vvcI/AAAAAAAAAak/i5FJ0uLdkPw/s320/us.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107525779587055042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few minutes here and there really help. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-1528048087919633764?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/1528048087919633764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=1528048087919633764' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/1528048087919633764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/1528048087919633764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/09/when-i-couldnt-accurately-recall-state.html' title='Map Quest'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RuGTor1vvcI/AAAAAAAAAak/i5FJ0uLdkPw/s72-c/us.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-4922047178688077457</id><published>2007-09-04T09:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-09-04T09:36:56.847Z</updated><title type='text'>Documenta in Kassel</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This weekend we're heading to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.documenta12.de/100_tage.html?&amp;L=1"&gt;documenta 12,&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; supposedly regarded as the most important exhibition of contemporary art in the world. It only comes around every five years -- always in Kassel, Germany -- so I figured I wouldn't wait until 2012 since I'm here in Germany now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Questions this year's installment poses for art and its public:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Is humanity able to recognize a common horizon beyond all differences? Is art the medium for this knowledge?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;What constitutes life, when everything is subtracted which does not belong essentially to life? Does art help us to penetrate to what is essential?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;What is to be done, what do we have to learn in order to cope intellectually and spiritually with globalisation? Is that a question of aesthetic education and cultivation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting stuff. I'll let you know of any answers we discover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-4922047178688077457?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/4922047178688077457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=4922047178688077457' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/4922047178688077457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/4922047178688077457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/09/documenta-in-kassel.html' title='Documenta in Kassel'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-7348726302647655165</id><published>2007-08-31T17:10:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-08-31T17:20:17.802Z</updated><title type='text'>Say Cheese!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Posing for the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RthLt71vvXI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/XMWc-LbZ07M/s1600-h/we%27re+super+bad%21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RthLt71vvXI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/XMWc-LbZ07M/s320/we%27re+super+bad%21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104913430153772402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay, let's be serious. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RthLt71vvYI/AAAAAAAAAaE/ECQZuLaRvDU/s1600-h/IMG_4344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RthLt71vvYI/AAAAAAAAAaE/ECQZuLaRvDU/s320/IMG_4344.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104913430153772418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Back to Miniatur Wunderland (they wanted to go!!!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RthLuL1vvZI/AAAAAAAAAaM/UP4s0ULT_dk/s1600-h/IMG_4382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RthLuL1vvZI/AAAAAAAAAaM/UP4s0ULT_dk/s320/IMG_4382.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104913434448739730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Feeding the elephants. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RthLuL1vvaI/AAAAAAAAAaU/a0ckMh8CRL0/s1600-h/jojo+%26+the+elephant.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RthLuL1vvaI/AAAAAAAAAaU/a0ckMh8CRL0/s320/jojo+%26+the+elephant.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104913434448739746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Go HSV! (Final score: Hamburg 4, Budapest 0).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RthLuL1vvbI/AAAAAAAAAac/CeckFNey4gI/s1600-h/keith+%26+johanna+at+the+game.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RthLuL1vvbI/AAAAAAAAAac/CeckFNey4gI/s320/keith+%26+johanna+at+the+game.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104913434448739762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-7348726302647655165?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/7348726302647655165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=7348726302647655165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/7348726302647655165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/7348726302647655165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/08/say-cheese.html' title='Say Cheese!'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RthLt71vvXI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/XMWc-LbZ07M/s72-c/we%27re+super+bad%21.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-7051359170538254342</id><published>2007-08-29T17:26:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-08-29T17:30:29.218Z</updated><title type='text'>Wilkommen</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;JoJo and Keith arrive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RtWsbr1vvVI/AAAAAAAAAZs/0rabliRMETw/s1600-h/IMG_1034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RtWsbr1vvVI/AAAAAAAAAZs/0rabliRMETw/s320/IMG_1034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104175344318922066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And I get crapped on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RtWs5b1vvWI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/O8ys-p95D0Q/s1600-h/IMG_1042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RtWs5b1vvWI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/O8ys-p95D0Q/s320/IMG_1042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104175855420030306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It's my lucky day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-7051359170538254342?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/7051359170538254342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=7051359170538254342' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/7051359170538254342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/7051359170538254342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/08/wilkommen.html' title='Wilkommen'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RtWsbr1vvVI/AAAAAAAAAZs/0rabliRMETw/s72-c/IMG_1034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-3210581516043731730</id><published>2007-08-26T21:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-08-26T22:53:21.871Z</updated><title type='text'>German Observations, vol. I</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A few observations on German culture collected over the past six months:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;1. So you may have heard that Germans obey crosswalk signals like there's no tomorrow. There could be no car in sight or earshot, no other pedestrians around, and a German will still wait for the "walk" signal before crossing the street. It's true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. In general, Germans obey the law. Like the above-stated traffic signals. And the speed limit. And parking restrictions. They also obey the rules. If you aren't officially registered as part of the team, they won't put you in as a sub under a different name even if they are a player short and will have to default the match (not that this happened to me or anything!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Speaking of traffic, driving etiquette is pretty much the opposite as that in DC. If a driver puts on his blinker to change lanes....wait, wait for it: the other drivers let him/her in!!!! And, like, immediately!!! Seriously. I've never known the blinker to have such power. And did you know that, if another driver cuts you off or gives you the finger or some other evil gesture, you can report him to the police? And the offender actually gets fined. Can you imagine the volume of calls DC's police department would be getting? Or the fines I would have paid! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. A street festival in Hamburg basically relies on one formula: tents with beer + tents with  sausages + tents with crepes + tents with sweet roasted almonds + fireworks = Street Festival! I don't even want to know the line item in the city's budget for fireworks. Okay, they are some of the best fireworks I've ever seen, but money is literally going up in smoke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Talking on the phone is mega expensive so people keep phone conversations to a minimum or SMS (text). You can get a cell phone plan with 100 free minutes (yes, 100!) and free nights and weekends for around 40 euros/month, with additional minutes costing 39 cents/min.. Would Verizon even &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;offer &lt;/span&gt;a plan with such ridiculously low minutes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. The word &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;soul &lt;/span&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Seele&lt;/span&gt;, could also mean spirit or core)&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;is used quite often and in a secular context -- in newspapers, magazine articles, conversations, as a topic of discussion. I appreciate that there is concern and interest for this part of being, and that this depth exists in the media and among friends/acquaintances outside of a church/synagogue/mosque/etc.. In the States I feel like the idea of soul/spirit is primarily reserved for a religious setting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so that's my spur-of-the-moment "German Observations, Vol. I". Any other German observations are welcome. Anyone else who has been to Deutschland want to share?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-3210581516043731730?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/3210581516043731730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=3210581516043731730' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/3210581516043731730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/3210581516043731730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/08/german-observations-vol-i.html' title='German Observations, vol. I'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-1595492874867268737</id><published>2007-08-23T21:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-08-23T21:19:12.092Z</updated><title type='text'>PS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Not sure if I mentioned this, but my sister Kat is studying in South Africa this semester. It's all part of her global studies curriculum. Pretty cool, huh? This Hamburg thing is pretty tame in comparison. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-1595492874867268737?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/1595492874867268737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=1595492874867268737' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/1595492874867268737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/1595492874867268737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/08/ps.html' title='PS'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-2178351623740003875</id><published>2007-08-23T20:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-08-23T21:13:51.906Z</updated><title type='text'>So Much to Say</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So much not to say. Not really anything new going on here. School is starting again end of next week. I still have a few projects to get done beforehand (they assigned stuff during the break). And naturally I hardly got to any of the other things I wanted to do during our four-week semester break. Oh well. C'est la vie. Can you believe it's almost September? Crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-2178351623740003875?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/2178351623740003875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=2178351623740003875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/2178351623740003875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/2178351623740003875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/08/so-much-to-say.html' title='So Much to Say'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-7349915915048222916</id><published>2007-08-19T21:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-08-19T21:14:22.097Z</updated><title type='text'>All in the Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This weekend was a full family weekend, with my cousin's 47th birthday celebration in Luebeck, a Sunday afternoon with my grandmother, and an evening barbecue (they call it "grilling" here) with my aunt, uncle, cousin, and her family of four.  Perfect was when my cousin asked his five-year-old son (who I've only seen as an infant) if he remembered me and, peering through his round glasses, he confidently replied with a yes. Too cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-7349915915048222916?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/7349915915048222916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=7349915915048222916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/7349915915048222916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/7349915915048222916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/08/all-in-family.html' title='All in the Family'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-3950313750004207934</id><published>2007-08-17T07:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-08-17T07:26:03.442Z</updated><title type='text'>It's a Girl Thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My new summer 'do. Okay, it's August, but better late than never.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RsVM2L1vvTI/AAAAAAAAAZc/iXpaRERS9NU/s1600-h/IMG_1313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099566646841818418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RsVM2L1vvTI/AAAAAAAAAZc/iXpaRERS9NU/s320/IMG_1313.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Notice the Hamburg t-shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RsVM2b1vvUI/AAAAAAAAAZk/4JUrEoMKvDo/s1600-h/IMG_1316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099566651136785730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RsVM2b1vvUI/AAAAAAAAAZk/4JUrEoMKvDo/s320/IMG_1316.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; I haven't had hair this short since the third grade. When I was once mistaken for a boy. Nice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-3950313750004207934?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/3950313750004207934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=3950313750004207934' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/3950313750004207934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/3950313750004207934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/08/its-girl-thing.html' title='It&apos;s a Girl Thing'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RsVM2L1vvTI/AAAAAAAAAZc/iXpaRERS9NU/s72-c/IMG_1313.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-4154606385377871180</id><published>2007-08-16T08:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-08-16T08:19:25.913Z</updated><title type='text'>Count 'em</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Only 12 more days until Johanna and Keith start their European adventure, beginning with a few days here in Hamburg. Can't wait!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-4154606385377871180?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/4154606385377871180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=4154606385377871180' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/4154606385377871180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/4154606385377871180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/08/count-em.html' title='Count &apos;em'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-8269629877756566899</id><published>2007-08-11T20:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-08-11T20:37:28.860Z</updated><title type='text'>Off to Market</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;While the U3 subway carries passengers between the stations &lt;/span&gt;Hoheluftbrücke  and Eppendorfer Baum,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tuesday and Friday mornings finds the dry real estate below the train tracks bustling with people shopping at Hamburg's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Isemarkt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rr4Z4webPvI/AAAAAAAAAY0/lgYWKQ-Nq1w/s1600-h/IMG_1020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rr4Z4webPvI/AAAAAAAAAY0/lgYWKQ-Nq1w/s320/IMG_1020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097540291105865458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Here you can find fresh fish to meet any recipe's demands...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rr4Z5AebPwI/AAAAAAAAAY8/1Uyjudwe2Qg/s1600-h/IMG_1026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rr4Z5AebPwI/AAAAAAAAAY8/1Uyjudwe2Qg/s320/IMG_1026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097540295400832770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;organic sausages, ham, and cheeses... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rr4Z5QebPxI/AAAAAAAAAZE/0hUy56jaLYw/s1600-h/IMG_1023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rr4Z5QebPxI/AAAAAAAAAZE/0hUy56jaLYw/s320/IMG_1023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097540299695800082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Fresh eggs for 12 to 33 cents each... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rr4Z5QebPyI/AAAAAAAAAZM/aTvudK8sfuQ/s1600-h/IMG_1030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rr4Z5QebPyI/AAAAAAAAAZM/aTvudK8sfuQ/s320/IMG_1030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097540299695800098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sweet peaches, succulent pineapple, mangoes, oranges, and in-season fruits.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rr4Z5gebPzI/AAAAAAAAAZU/TKp5hq13EAY/s1600-h/IMG_1029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rr4Z5gebPzI/AAAAAAAAAZU/TKp5hq13EAY/s320/IMG_1029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097540303990767410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;not to mention flowers, vegetables, breads, olives, jams, and anything else you might need and want for your kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the rain, it was a sweet Friday morning exploring the market for the first time, sampling some greek spreads, and enjoying a latte machiatto in the festive and colorful atmosphere. While there, I couldn't help but think of the Whitehurst Freeway in Georgetown, and the great space it offers below the buzzing traffic for something like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-8269629877756566899?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/8269629877756566899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=8269629877756566899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/8269629877756566899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/8269629877756566899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/08/off-to-market.html' title='Off to Market'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rr4Z4webPvI/AAAAAAAAAY0/lgYWKQ-Nq1w/s72-c/IMG_1020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-5232801819601639958</id><published>2007-08-10T15:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-08-11T20:39:17.091Z</updated><title type='text'>Mini Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hamburg is home to more than 40 museums, including the Hamburg dungeon, a coffee and spice museum, an Afghani culture museum, an erotic art museum, a `blind`museum, a customs museum, and......&lt;a href="http://www.miniatur-wunderland.de/"&gt;Miniatur Wunderland&lt;/a&gt;, which we visited on Wednesday. This museum &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; a mini wonder; it showcases the world's largest model train and is -- shockingly enough -- the most-visited tourist attraction in Hamburg (at least according to claims on their website).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's freaking weird. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They have created a mini world, including Las Vegas (shown both by day and by night).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RryBJwebPrI/AAAAAAAAAYU/8YpIjoW2hqY/s1600-h/IMG_0977.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097090882907881138" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RryBJwebPrI/AAAAAAAAAYU/8YpIjoW2hqY/s320/IMG_0977.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097090440526249634" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RryAwAebPqI/AAAAAAAAAYM/LOXY0hSnnAw/s320/IMG_0976.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And a lot of Hamburg's famous areas. Here is Hamburg's Michel, a baroque church built in the late 1600s and the beloved landmark of our city. The picture below gives you a sense of scale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RryBKQebPsI/AAAAAAAAAYc/QI8VQsY6oM0/s1600-h/IMG_0981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097090891497815746" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RryBKQebPsI/AAAAAAAAAYc/QI8VQsY6oM0/s320/IMG_0981.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; In addition to Hamburg and Las Vegas, the museum features other German areas like Harz and Knuffingen, additional American landscapes (Mount Rushmore, Miami, Grand Canyon), plus Scandanavia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And detailed scense like a couple sunbathing in a field of sunflowers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RryBLAebPtI/AAAAAAAAAYk/AbtfYHhhXBk/s1600-h/IMG_0988lr.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097090904382717650" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RryBLAebPtI/AAAAAAAAAYk/AbtfYHhhXBk/s320/IMG_0988lr.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And a dead person found by police in a river.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RryBLwebPuI/AAAAAAAAAYs/L93QbRXkoaA/s1600-h/IMG_0989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097090917267619554" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RryBLwebPuI/AAAAAAAAAYs/L93QbRXkoaA/s320/IMG_0989.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said, weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-5232801819601639958?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/5232801819601639958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=5232801819601639958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/5232801819601639958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/5232801819601639958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/08/mini-me.html' title='Mini Me'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RryBJwebPrI/AAAAAAAAAYU/8YpIjoW2hqY/s72-c/IMG_0977.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-816742374226111206</id><published>2007-08-06T12:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-08-06T13:10:39.451Z</updated><title type='text'>Z is for Zoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Summer finally arrived and with beautifully warm weather we headed to Hamburg's &lt;a href="http://www.hagenbeck-tierpark.de/start.html"&gt;Hagenbeck Tierpark&lt;/a&gt; (zoo) for their &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Romantic Night&lt;/span&gt;. The zoo was open until 11 pm (seriously confusing the poor animals who had to stay up past their bed times), more than 15 groups of musicians played classical music throughout the park, people picnicked around the grounds, and fireworks capped the evening. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Our first stop was at the gerbels. Okay, to be honest, I'm not sure if they were gerbels...I was too impressed by their little community, complete with a chapel (not shown), to pay that much attention. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RrcULAebPjI/AAAAAAAAAXU/PbwNDBoAtIs/s1600-h/IMG_1236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RrcULAebPjI/AAAAAAAAAXU/PbwNDBoAtIs/s320/IMG_1236.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095563682731736626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The rabbits didn't have it bad, either. Their campus included a windmill. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RrcULQebPkI/AAAAAAAAAXc/pK6D1fhaqWA/s1600-h/IMG_1237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RrcULQebPkI/AAAAAAAAAXc/pK6D1fhaqWA/s320/IMG_1237.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095563687026703938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Note the grey rabbit all the way on the left. One ear is sticking straight up at a 90 degree angle!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RrcULQebPlI/AAAAAAAAAXk/ScJnHsBS39s/s1600-h/IMG_1241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RrcULQebPlI/AAAAAAAAAXk/ScJnHsBS39s/s320/IMG_1241.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095563687026703954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This elephant is yawning... he must be bored of all the strange people staring at him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RrcULgebPmI/AAAAAAAAAXs/vU6BN-0PEcc/s1600-h/IMG_1254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RrcULgebPmI/AAAAAAAAAXs/vU6BN-0PEcc/s320/IMG_1254.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095563691321671266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But he's not going to turn down a snack. No, this is not just a picture of the back of my head. It's a picture of the back of my head after just having fed a carrot to an elephant. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RrcULwebPnI/AAAAAAAAAX0/JWrBamuOy7I/s1600-h/IMG_1257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RrcULwebPnI/AAAAAAAAAX0/JWrBamuOy7I/s320/IMG_1257.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095563695616638578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The zoo also had an aquarium, where we saw these friendly animals. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RrcUWwebPpI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bF868lZPmbE/s1600-h/IMG_1282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RrcUWwebPpI/AAAAAAAAAYE/bF868lZPmbE/s320/IMG_1282.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095563884595199634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;See you later, alligator. On the Nile, crocodile. These rhymes aren't just nonsense. This Nile crocodile is sleeping..and it turns out we will see him later. On the Nile. In November Mona is getting married in Cairo, with the wedding activities including a cruise on the famous river. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RrcUWwebPoI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3wHnlDZm53E/s1600-h/croc.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RrcUWwebPoI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3wHnlDZm53E/s320/croc.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095563884595199618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hope to see you later, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-816742374226111206?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/816742374226111206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=816742374226111206' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/816742374226111206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/816742374226111206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/08/summer-finally-arrived-and-with.html' title='Z is for Zoo'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RrcULAebPjI/AAAAAAAAAXU/PbwNDBoAtIs/s72-c/IMG_1236.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-5601744334844775441</id><published>2007-08-01T20:47:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-08-01T20:52:44.625Z</updated><title type='text'>More Random Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Some more random pics in an effort to keep things a bit fresh so you guys will keep visiting my blog (it's all for you, people. All for my readers. :)).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Nins at the Block House.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RrDx0AebPgI/AAAAAAAAAW8/Gy-dFHJIaOw/s1600-h/IMG_0894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RrDx0AebPgI/AAAAAAAAAW8/Gy-dFHJIaOw/s320/IMG_0894.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093837054339137026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends from school  during a coffee break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RrDx0AebPhI/AAAAAAAAAXE/lxnEK5_ythI/s1600-h/IMG_0823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RrDx0AebPhI/AAAAAAAAAXE/lxnEK5_ythI/s320/IMG_0823.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093837054339137042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My cool friend Jessie, who even looks super cute with her eyes closed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RrDx0QebPiI/AAAAAAAAAXM/bd-465MqJRk/s1600-h/IMG_0824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RrDx0QebPiI/AAAAAAAAAXM/bd-465MqJRk/s320/IMG_0824.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093837058634104354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Me and Jessie at a Goth party. Oh yes, I am so square.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RrDxhwebPfI/AAAAAAAAAW0/q1PHOylELbg/s1600-h/IMG_0948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RrDxhwebPfI/AAAAAAAAAW0/q1PHOylELbg/s320/IMG_0948.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093836740806524402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-5601744334844775441?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/5601744334844775441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=5601744334844775441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/5601744334844775441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/5601744334844775441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/08/more-random-pics.html' title='More Random Pics'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RrDx0AebPgI/AAAAAAAAAW8/Gy-dFHJIaOw/s72-c/IMG_0894.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-5183797501372109491</id><published>2007-07-31T10:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-08-01T20:57:47.582Z</updated><title type='text'>Lost in Translation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In the past six months I've made many, many language blunders as I'm getting my German up to speed. Most of the time my mispronunciations or word mix ups still get my point across, but they often also result in a few chuckles. A few recent laughs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Baeren v. Beeren&lt;/span&gt;: I was working at Das Kleine Cafe describing a cake with  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;baiser &lt;/span&gt;(meringue) and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;beeren &lt;/span&gt;(berries), except I pronounced &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;beeren &lt;/span&gt;like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;baeren&lt;/span&gt;, telling the customer that the delicious dessert had bears in it. You know, like the kind you run away from in the woods. Careful now, this cake may bite. Grrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;drucken vs. druecken&lt;/span&gt;: I'm at school in the computer lab and want to print something on special paper, so I kindly yell out to the other students something to the effect of: "excuse me, I'd like to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;drueck &lt;/span&gt;something on special paper using the color &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;druecker. &lt;/span&gt;Is anyone &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;druecking &lt;/span&gt;anything or can I go ahead and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;drueck&lt;/span&gt;? Except &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;drueck&lt;/span&gt; (unlike &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;druck&lt;/span&gt;) doesn't mean "to print" or "printer," but "to push, to crush, to squeeze." Um, yeah.  People, I'd like to crush my paper now, got a problem with that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;punzen vs. brunzen: &lt;/span&gt;Typography has its own terminology and naturally I'm learning it all in German (thank goodness Johanna gave me a book about typography in English so I can cross-reference!). The  empty shape/space a letter contains -- like the circle in an p,  g, or o -- is called a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;punzen&lt;/span&gt;. While studying with my friend Jessie I called it a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;brunzen. &lt;/span&gt;This word means "to urinate." I was close. Quite close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wiegen, wagen, wage, wiege&lt;/span&gt;: I had a doctor's appointment and the doctor asked me how much I weighed. Tangent: Going to the doctor here is great -- it's like meeting a medical expert in his living room, sitting down on the couch/chair, talking about your physical ailment, and then maybe he/she checks something with his stethoscope. No undressing. No gown. It's very comfortable. Anyway, so I was telling him that I had actually just stepped on the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wiege &lt;/span&gt;that morning so could give him an accurate number. But, while the verb &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wiegen &lt;/span&gt;means "to weigh"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;the noun &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wiege &lt;/span&gt;means cradle. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wage &lt;/span&gt;is the noun for scale, and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wagen &lt;/span&gt;the verb means "to risk." Apparently I'm not the first to make this mistake as there is a German joke about this mix up: An American goes into a pharmacy and tells the pharmacist: I'm looking for a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wiege&lt;/span&gt;, I would like to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wage &lt;/span&gt;something. Get it? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-5183797501372109491?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/5183797501372109491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=5183797501372109491' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/5183797501372109491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/5183797501372109491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/07/lost-in-translation.html' title='Lost in Translation'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-3777585574147348448</id><published>2007-07-25T19:05:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-07-25T19:12:44.624Z</updated><title type='text'>Finals</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So, things have been pretty busy here. As you know, Nins was visiting for two weeks. On Friday, Katja joined us and it's been a full house. I'm also in the midst of "finals" at school and have a lot of work to do.  Finals consist of creating two books that feature projects done during the semester, taking a written test for Typography, illustrating a story, and completing a computer project to show proficiency in Adobe Illustrator. Very different from my finals at UVA. Anyway, I'll try to squeeze in a few posts before August 3, and otherwise write more after that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-3777585574147348448?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/3777585574147348448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=3777585574147348448' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/3777585574147348448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/3777585574147348448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/07/finals.html' title='Finals'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-8224098404835432539</id><published>2007-07-19T20:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-07-19T20:56:46.129Z</updated><title type='text'>Mamma Mia! Dios Mio!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wednesday night Nina, Ursula, and I went to see Mamma Mia! at Hamburg's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Operettenhaus&lt;/span&gt; and it was quite the spectacle: colorful costumes, a hand-clapping crowd, a generally fun and upbeat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; storyline, and of course the music -- ABBA songs....in German. Maybe it's just me, but &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dancing Queen&lt;/span&gt; in German doesn't quite have the same ring to it. Nonetheless, it was an evening of singing, dancing, and high drama. About three minutes into the second act, the theater lost power and we were treated to free drinks at the bar...except they ran out before we got there. After 45 minutes, the show started again, only to have the stage set jam 30 minutes later. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mamma Mia! Here we go again!&lt;/span&gt; Another 20-minute delay and we were back into&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; the swing of things, but by then the momentum was lost and the kids sitting behind us were just about delirious. Still, I'd say:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; thank you for the music&lt;/span&gt;. Thank you for the music, ABBA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rp_Pt1ngB_I/AAAAAAAAAWs/QRgoPzohAYw/s1600-h/4778-MammaMia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rp_Pt1ngB_I/AAAAAAAAAWs/QRgoPzohAYw/s320/4778-MammaMia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089014490345768946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-8224098404835432539?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/8224098404835432539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=8224098404835432539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/8224098404835432539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/8224098404835432539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/07/mamma-mia-dios-mio.html' title='Mamma Mia! Dios Mio!'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rp_Pt1ngB_I/AAAAAAAAAWs/QRgoPzohAYw/s72-c/4778-MammaMia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-8461937271088798558</id><published>2007-07-17T21:22:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-07-17T21:24:02.119Z</updated><title type='text'>Things I Learn in School</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;How to pose as a "W" for a typography project:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rp0zQVngB-I/AAAAAAAAAWk/g4YHbGQ6LVA/s1600-h/IMG_0887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rp0zQVngB-I/AAAAAAAAAWk/g4YHbGQ6LVA/s320/IMG_0887.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088279509772273634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-8461937271088798558?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/8461937271088798558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=8461937271088798558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/8461937271088798558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/8461937271088798558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/07/things-i-learn-in-school.html' title='Things I Learn in School'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rp0zQVngB-I/AAAAAAAAAWk/g4YHbGQ6LVA/s72-c/IMG_0887.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-8897701731153281158</id><published>2007-07-17T21:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-07-17T21:20:23.085Z</updated><title type='text'>Go Cougars</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;For all you OHS Cougars, you probably remember Sachin (you know, the cool guy who was voted "most likely to succeed"). Well, his older (and, yes, successful) brother and Nina's good friend, Savitra, was here for a quick visit. Nina and Savitra relived their Oakton thespian days (think Oklahoma and My Fair Lady) and laughs ensued. We also shared quotes, business ideas, a walk to the Elbe, and an outdoor farwell dinner:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rp0wglngB9I/AAAAAAAAAWc/0QWyXulPGY4/s1600-h/IMG_0895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rp0wglngB9I/AAAAAAAAAWc/0QWyXulPGY4/s320/IMG_0895.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088276490410264530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Visitors are always welcome, no thespian training required. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-8897701731153281158?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/8897701731153281158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=8897701731153281158' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/8897701731153281158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/8897701731153281158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/07/go-cougars.html' title='Go Cougars'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rp0wglngB9I/AAAAAAAAAWc/0QWyXulPGY4/s72-c/IMG_0895.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-7072790663723145325</id><published>2007-07-15T20:19:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-07-15T20:44:16.859Z</updated><title type='text'>--</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hope everyone had a good weekend and is off to a good start to the week. We had a solidly sunny weekend for the first time in over a month, and it finally felt like summer. With a hurt toe (long story), I worked at the cafe, finished some projects for school, and spent time with the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday we went to our Tante Reni's place in Hoisdorf (a small town about an hour outside of the city and where my grandparents used to live) for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;spargel &lt;/span&gt;(asparagus) soup. Here's us:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RpqBWFngB5I/AAAAAAAAAV8/IjRktahz-hg/s1600-h/renie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RpqBWFngB5I/AAAAAAAAAV8/IjRktahz-hg/s320/renie.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087520945533355922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; My love for Nutella surpasses any and all food rules, so a natural companion to the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;spargel &lt;/span&gt;soup was:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RpqDj1ngB6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/nwLNICOOdgw/s1600-h/nutella.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RpqDj1ngB6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/nwLNICOOdgw/s320/nutella.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087523380779812770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I was also introduced to these "chocolate sandwich slices" which is basically like putting a chocolate candy bar on a piece of bread. And I'm not saying that in a bad way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RpqFSlngB8I/AAAAAAAAAWU/zifClc3FJto/s1600-h/abb_eszet.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RpqFSlngB8I/AAAAAAAAAWU/zifClc3FJto/s320/abb_eszet.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087525283450324930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-7072790663723145325?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/7072790663723145325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=7072790663723145325' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/7072790663723145325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/7072790663723145325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post.html' title='--'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RpqBWFngB5I/AAAAAAAAAV8/IjRktahz-hg/s72-c/renie.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-3978354829372749649</id><published>2007-07-10T21:17:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-07-12T21:18:06.257Z</updated><title type='text'>New Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's been a rough week, but thankfully Sonita arrived on Saturday and has been great company. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Aside from spending some time at the cafe where I work and generally just talking and catching up, our big Sunday activity was a boat tour of the harbor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RpP_6VnJ4aI/AAAAAAAAAVk/FWWF2m4ayFw/s1600-h/IMG_0812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085689781930287522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RpP_6VnJ4aI/AAAAAAAAAVk/FWWF2m4ayFw/s320/IMG_0812.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On Tuesday we welcomed Nina, who arrived complete with a Ghanaian hat and maraca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RpQAcVnJ4bI/AAAAAAAAAVs/dVZngouWR5s/s1600-h/IMG_0820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085690366045839794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RpQAcVnJ4bI/AAAAAAAAAVs/dVZngouWR5s/s320/IMG_0820.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We toasted our first evening together at a wine festival at Hamburg's Rathaus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RpQBTFnJ4cI/AAAAAAAAAV0/idtnLBH0bkk/s1600-h/IMG_0861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085691306643677634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RpQBTFnJ4cI/AAAAAAAAAV0/idtnLBH0bkk/s320/IMG_0861.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Cheers to friends and family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-3978354829372749649?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/3978354829372749649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=3978354829372749649' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/3978354829372749649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/3978354829372749649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/07/new-post.html' title='New Post'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RpP_6VnJ4aI/AAAAAAAAAVk/FWWF2m4ayFw/s72-c/IMG_0812.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-2311827455014505816</id><published>2007-06-22T20:05:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-06-22T20:17:52.362Z</updated><title type='text'>TGIF</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hope everyone has fun plans for the weekend. I'm working at the cafe tomorrow and may be going to Leipzig for a quick visit with Kat (she's getting baptized on Sunday). My mom has excellent weekend plans. Make that three week plans. She's officially vacationing in Sylt, a German island in the North Sea, off the west coast of Denmark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rnwt_VFt-3I/AAAAAAAAAVU/CiqdGcTC5gg/s1600-h/Rotes+Kliff+Kampen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rnwt_VFt-3I/AAAAAAAAAVU/CiqdGcTC5gg/s320/Rotes+Kliff+Kampen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078985045783214962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Yes, I am jealous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-2311827455014505816?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/2311827455014505816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=2311827455014505816' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/2311827455014505816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/2311827455014505816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/06/tgif.html' title='TGIF'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rnwt_VFt-3I/AAAAAAAAAVU/CiqdGcTC5gg/s72-c/Rotes+Kliff+Kampen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-1445497739382232674</id><published>2007-06-21T21:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-06-21T21:36:25.005Z</updated><title type='text'>Summer Solstice</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Today was the longest day of the year, the summer solstice. It reminds me of the winter solstice parties we used to have at &lt;a href="http://www.textilemuseum.org"&gt;The Textile Museum&lt;/a&gt; when I worked there. Yep, it was the politically-correct holiday party and those TMers really know how to throw a good one. Rachel, who has worked at the TM for more than seven years, can vouch for me. Right, Rachel? :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-1445497739382232674?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/1445497739382232674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=1445497739382232674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/1445497739382232674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/1445497739382232674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/06/summer-solstice.html' title='Summer Solstice'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-1457284249560860546</id><published>2007-06-19T09:18:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-06-22T08:49:36.111Z</updated><title type='text'>And I Miss You. Like the Deserts Miss the Rain.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As I'm hearing about fun summer times in DC (like Ajay sleeping in his Woodley Park-parked car after a night on the town :)) and reading &lt;a href="http://www.washingtonpost.com/"&gt;washingtonpost.com&lt;/a&gt; -- and as some of the "n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ewness" of Hamburg wears off -- I'm beginning to miss Washington a bit more. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like my Dupont&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Circle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; neighborhood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RnefjlFt-uI/AAAAAAAAAUM/7pK0ZHkbIMo/s1600-h/100_0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RnefjlFt-uI/AAAAAAAAAUM/7pK0ZHkbIMo/s320/100_0004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077702538483858146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And the Dunkin' Donuts across the street from my apartment. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rnefj1Ft-vI/AAAAAAAAAUU/xlThZHfuOrI/s1600-h/100_0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rnefj1Ft-vI/AAAAAAAAAUU/xlThZHfuOrI/s320/100_0007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077702542778825458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But most of all, friends. You guys. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RnefkFFt-xI/AAAAAAAAAUk/cWojEYN3hMU/s1600-h/100_0040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RnefkFFt-xI/AAAAAAAAAUk/cWojEYN3hMU/s320/100_0040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077702547073792786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Like all you lovely ladies in this photo, taken early February. A mere four months later, Abigail now has a beautiful baby girl, Kim is pregnant with a boy, Krystal quit her job and may be moving, Rudd is still working furiously, and Noeleen is planning a wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RnekglFt-zI/AAAAAAAAAU0/t7UMdY0po2M/s1600-h/PICT0623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RnekglFt-zI/AAAAAAAAAU0/t7UMdY0po2M/s320/PICT0623.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077707984502389554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Since February, Bettina's company got bought out and she's still working hard and partying it up. Melissa was accepted to tons of awesome grad schools and is preparing to attend the University of Chicago in the fall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RneiylFt-yI/AAAAAAAAAUs/KFoX_hT6UEo/s1600-h/Christmas+2006+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RneiylFt-yI/AAAAAAAAAUs/KFoX_hT6UEo/s320/Christmas+2006+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077706094716779298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Heather and Brad moved from the suburbs into the city, and are planning yet another move to Boston.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RnekglFt-0I/AAAAAAAAAU8/x8FS8RVJo3w/s1600-h/PICT0617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RnekglFt-0I/AAAAAAAAAU8/x8FS8RVJo3w/s320/PICT0617.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077707984502389570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lana and David got married and are now on their honeymoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RnekglFt-1I/AAAAAAAAAVE/AmWJ76KDupk/s1600-h/PICT0582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RnekglFt-1I/AAAAAAAAAVE/AmWJ76KDupk/s320/PICT0582.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077707984502389586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sonita is taking a break from work and traveling around Europe as I type. Hamburg is on her itinerary  starting July 6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rnekg1Ft-2I/AAAAAAAAAVM/PhI-0-Rj3DI/s1600-h/PICT0562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rnekg1Ft-2I/AAAAAAAAAVM/PhI-0-Rj3DI/s320/PICT0562.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077707988797356898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And my awesome sister Nina is packing for a work-related trip to Ghana, after which she's swinging by for a visit (can't wait). In the background, Ajay is enjoying a martini...which he seems to be a doing a lot of these days. :) Just kidding, Ajay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so many others who are doing cool things -- Jaime and Jamie have new jobs; Johanna is about to do the Avon Walk; Anand: are you still working on your book?; Mona is planning a wedding in Cairo, Jenny and Sean one in VA/DC; Mariah keeps me laughing with her &lt;a href="http://www.mayhembymissm.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;; and all you cool peeps who I miss hanging out with, playing tennis with, dancing, Wonderland, grabbing a drink, coffee, etc., etc., etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you guys! While I wish I could share more closely in your life adventures, I love hearing about them from across the ocean. So, don't forget to keep me posted. :) Talk to you soon and hope to see you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-1457284249560860546?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/1457284249560860546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=1457284249560860546' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/1457284249560860546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/1457284249560860546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/06/and-i-miss-you-like-deserts-miss-rain.html' title='And I Miss You. Like the Deserts Miss the Rain.'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RnefjlFt-uI/AAAAAAAAAUM/7pK0ZHkbIMo/s72-c/100_0004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-4222583983799553926</id><published>2007-06-17T20:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-06-17T20:58:23.596Z</updated><title type='text'>Things that Make You Go Hmmmm</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Don't really know what to write at the moment, so I'm posting some "Bushisms" I found on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.slate.com/"&gt;Slate.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Read 'em and weep, people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"There's a lot of blowhards in the political process, you know, a lot of hot-air artists, people who have got something fancy to say."—Washington, D.C., May 17, 2007&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"My relationship with this good man is where I've been focused, and that's where my concentration is. And I don't regret any other aspect of it. And so I—we filled a lot of space together."—on British Prime Minister Tony Blair, Washington, D.C., May 17, 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Forms of government matter, in my opinion. It matters how—the nature of the government in which people live."—Tipp City, Ohio, April 19, 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Information is moving—you know, nightly news is one way, of course, but it's also moving through the blogosphere and through the Internets."—Washington, D.C., May 2, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more reasons we can't wait for 2009, click &lt;a href="http://www.slate.com/id/76886/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-4222583983799553926?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/4222583983799553926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=4222583983799553926' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/4222583983799553926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/4222583983799553926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/06/hmmmm.html' title='Things that Make You Go Hmmmm'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-7740007952944480586</id><published>2007-06-11T22:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-06-11T22:17:54.533Z</updated><title type='text'>G8 Great?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So over here the news outlets are proclaiming the G8 a (mild) success, with hostess Chancellor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Angela_Merkel"&gt;Angela Merkel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; being hailed by German newspaper &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Die Zeit&lt;/span&gt; as a "superstar." What are they saying in DC about the summit, specifically Bush's hesitance on defending the environment, his rumble with Russia, and the stomach ache?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-7740007952944480586?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/7740007952944480586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=7740007952944480586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/7740007952944480586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/7740007952944480586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/06/g8-great.html' title='G8 Great?'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-6139902530597469484</id><published>2007-06-11T08:40:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-07-05T08:26:29.679Z</updated><title type='text'>Herzlichen Glueckwuensch</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yesterday was mom's birthday and we enjoyed a sunny, blue-skied day celebrating. A late breakfast with fresh &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;broetchen &lt;/span&gt;started the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rm0KplFt-qI/AAAAAAAAATs/KaTmD0iV9pU/s1600-h/IMG_0770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rm0KplFt-qI/AAAAAAAAATs/KaTmD0iV9pU/s320/IMG_0770.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074724064563428002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We then went to a charming cafe in Blankenese, a town known for its beautiful views of the Elbe River and homes tucked into the hillside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rm0KplFt-sI/AAAAAAAAAT8/YlcQj2QfiYI/s1600-h/IMG_0771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rm0KplFt-sI/AAAAAAAAAT8/YlcQj2QfiYI/s320/IMG_0771.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074724064563428034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My mom and Ursula (pictured below) used to visit this cafe with their mothers when they were growing up; this history added to the nostalgic atmosphere of the quaint place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my mom's close friends, we inhaled the breathtaking views and delighted in the company.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rm0KplFt-rI/AAAAAAAAAT0/HwUBsRLVhJ0/s1600-h/IMG_0781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rm0KplFt-rI/AAAAAAAAAT0/HwUBsRLVhJ0/s320/IMG_0781.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074724064563428018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday, Mom!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-6139902530597469484?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/6139902530597469484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=6139902530597469484' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/6139902530597469484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/6139902530597469484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/06/herzlichen-glueckwuensch.html' title='Herzlichen Glueckwuensch'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rm0KplFt-qI/AAAAAAAAATs/KaTmD0iV9pU/s72-c/IMG_0770.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-3042050127055370043</id><published>2007-06-07T10:24:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-06-07T10:38:21.349Z</updated><title type='text'>Shake and Bake</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Today was my first morning working at Das Kleine Cafe (see prior entry) and my first cake did not result in disaster (which for me, means it was a success :)). I made a Russian &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;Zupfkuchen. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;After forming the crust from the chocolate dough, the remaining dough is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;zupfed &lt;/span&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;zupfen &lt;/span&gt;= to pluck) into small pieces and placed on top of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;quark&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;based&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;filling. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Quark &lt;/span&gt;is a milk-based product not usually found in America. I would describe it as a mixture between yogurt, cream cheese, and ricotta cheese -- it tastes more like plain yogurt, but has the thicker consistency of cream cheese/ricotta. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Some pictures of a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;Zupfkuchen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I found online:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RmfdA1Ft-oI/AAAAAAAAATc/n5e3GUuXg7Y/s1600-h/zupfkuchen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RmfdA1Ft-oI/AAAAAAAAATc/n5e3GUuXg7Y/s320/zupfkuchen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073266511576955522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RmfdA1Ft-pI/AAAAAAAAATk/p-7mzkC115s/s1600-h/RussischerZupfkuchen_400x300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RmfdA1Ft-pI/AAAAAAAAATk/p-7mzkC115s/s320/RussischerZupfkuchen_400x300.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073266511576955538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mmmmmm. :) Saturday I go back for more cake baking and coffee making. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-3042050127055370043?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/3042050127055370043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=3042050127055370043' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/3042050127055370043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/3042050127055370043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/06/shake-and-bake.html' title='Shake and Bake'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RmfdA1Ft-oI/AAAAAAAAATc/n5e3GUuXg7Y/s72-c/zupfkuchen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-5056310579939593127</id><published>2007-06-06T08:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-06-06T08:26:47.262Z</updated><title type='text'>Summer Lovin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Summer days driftin' away, but oh oh the summer nights. And here in Hamburg, the days are extra long and the evenings a pleasure. The sun rises at 4:55 am and sets at 9:45 pm -- allowing for about 17 hours of daylight and 6 hours of star gazing. (In comparison, DC's sun is rising roughly an hour later, at 5:44 am, and setting an hour and 15 minutes earlier, at 8:30 pm.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The extra hours of daylight means I can play on the unlit tennis courts until 9:30 pm and then drive home without having to put the lights on (a little awkward, but cool). It also means I can't get to bed before midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-5056310579939593127?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/5056310579939593127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=5056310579939593127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/5056310579939593127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/5056310579939593127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/06/summer-lovin.html' title='Summer Lovin&apos;'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-6888077815982983757</id><published>2007-06-06T08:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-06-06T08:05:43.401Z</updated><title type='text'>KJJ</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Katja and her boyfriend Joel stopped in for a visit to Hamburg from Leipzig and Denver, respectively. Here's a picture of us after the "meet our dad" lunch. Of course, everyone loves Joel.&lt;br /&gt;He's so niiice. Seriously, a great guy and together he and Kat make a wonderful couple. Even dad said so! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RmZp01Ft-nI/AAAAAAAAATU/6UVl81Q1C-c/s1600-h/kjj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RmZp01Ft-nI/AAAAAAAAATU/6UVl81Q1C-c/s320/kjj.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072858386604620402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-6888077815982983757?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/6888077815982983757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=6888077815982983757' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/6888077815982983757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/6888077815982983757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/06/kjj.html' title='KJJ'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RmZp01Ft-nI/AAAAAAAAATU/6UVl81Q1C-c/s72-c/kjj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-9138951799967731299</id><published>2007-06-03T14:40:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-06-04T09:00:10.977Z</updated><title type='text'>Run, Lola, Run</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I participated in my first German race this weekend...a nice little 4K. Not a 5K, but a 4K, and let me just say it's a perfect little distance. Two and a half miles, a quick jog around Hafen City. I ran with my friend Leo and his co-workers, as part of a 10-member team.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leo and I pre-race, with the thumbs up:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RmMoQGAqQMI/AAAAAAAAATM/P9nqkjBGMBc/s1600-h/4k.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RmMoQGAqQMI/AAAAAAAAATM/P9nqkjBGMBc/s320/4k.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071941862305710274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Afterwards the guy I'm dating (wait, did I fail to mention I I'm dating someone? :)...more on that later) met up with us and we went out for dinner in the Schanze (the hip, trendy part of town) for an organic salad with chicken and tofu sausage (I know, sausage made with tofu should be a crime in Germany, but it was actually pretty good.).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-9138951799967731299?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/9138951799967731299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=9138951799967731299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/9138951799967731299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/9138951799967731299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/06/run-lola-run.html' title='Run, Lola, Run'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RmMoQGAqQMI/AAAAAAAAATM/P9nqkjBGMBc/s72-c/4k.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-1025596588649246283</id><published>2007-05-31T10:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-05-31T10:38:12.726Z</updated><title type='text'>Latte Machiatto Anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The best latte machiatto I've found in Hamburg is at Das Kleine Cafe, a cute cafe appointed with  mismatched bistro tables, mahogany chairs, and local art work, and located about a fifteen-minute walk from home. And the cakes. They are amazing. Pictured below is a small piece of "kalter hund" (literally translated as: cold dog). The recipe is simple -- butter cookies layered with a rich, chocolate butter made with rum and espresso -- and the result is fabulous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rl6h52AqQLI/AAAAAAAAATE/yfbUgefnQz4/s1600-h/kleinecafe.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rl6h52AqQLI/AAAAAAAAATE/yfbUgefnQz4/s320/kleinecafe.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070668245588656306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've been thinking that working at Das Kleine Cafe (translation: the small cafe) could be a fun, part time job that would allow me to interact with the locals, earn some pocket money, and sample the delicious treats. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So I got a job there. The deal was just sealed this morning and I'm really excited. The pay is shit, but I'll learn how to bake all the fabulous desserts and make a mean machiatto. I'll be working one or two weekend days a month, so not too often, and the cafe opens at the reasonable hour of 10 am. It seems to be a perfect set up (don't need to get up too early, close to home, only a few times per month, a little extra cash, a little bit of cake). I start next Thursday and will let you know how it goes. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-1025596588649246283?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/1025596588649246283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=1025596588649246283' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/1025596588649246283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/1025596588649246283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/05/latte-machiatto-anyone.html' title='Latte Machiatto Anyone?'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rl6h52AqQLI/AAAAAAAAATE/yfbUgefnQz4/s72-c/kleinecafe.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-475257874510709312</id><published>2007-05-29T20:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-05-29T21:09:44.046Z</updated><title type='text'>Same Same, but Different</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My life is pretty different than it was in DC: I'm a student versus a working professional. I'm a stranger in this place, rather than someone who is familiar with the city and its surroundings. Instead of friends, the people who know me are family. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But some things will never change: I love chocolate. I play tennis. And I go to museums.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A great exhibition that I visited for the second time yesterday is a retrospective of Austrian artist Erwin Wurm. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Titled&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deichtorhallen.de/543.html"&gt;The ridiculous life of a serious man. The serious life of a ridiculous man.&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;the exhibition features humorous and interactive sculptures (among other media) that visually comment on consumption, productivity, thinness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; obesity, status, and art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His "one minute sculptures" only become sculptures when people engage with them -- as shown in the picture below of "keeping a cool head," which I did. These one minute sculptures take banal objects, like a dog house, chair, or a refrigerator, and ask people to interact with them with specific instructions. This interaction creates a fleeting work of art (most positions cannot be held for more than one minute) that is ever the same and also always different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RlyNZ62I7fI/AAAAAAAAAS8/YaEEgKqBZJk/s1600-h/wurm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RlyNZ62I7fI/AAAAAAAAAS8/YaEEgKqBZJk/s320/wurm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070082756944915954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Another interesting component to the exhibition was a project Wurm did on idleness. He drafted rules for idleness -- watch TV all day, sleep for two months, don't close your mouth when you eat, be&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; indifferent, take a nap on the office toilet, be too lazy to argue, and more -- which were then represented with photographs of him adhering to these rules. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Oxymoronically (is that a word? hell, my english is in decline), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;in his quest for idleness he had to exert a t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;remendous and laborious amount of discipline and effort.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were lots of other cool inclusions in the exhibition (like a sculpture of negative thoughts and a fat Porsche), but I'm going to take instruction from the idleness rules and go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao, ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-475257874510709312?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/475257874510709312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=475257874510709312' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/475257874510709312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/475257874510709312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/05/same-same-but-different.html' title='Same Same, but Different'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RlyNZ62I7fI/AAAAAAAAAS8/YaEEgKqBZJk/s72-c/wurm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-1070646752024423514</id><published>2007-05-24T20:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-05-24T20:10:16.584Z</updated><title type='text'>No News is Good News</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So, not much new to report, but I thought I'd throw up a post. The weather has been great and I've been playing a bit of tennis (especially since my dad is visiting and he likes to play). Katja and her boyfriend will be in town this coming weekend, so I'm looking forward to that. On Saturday night we're having a traditional German spring meal of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;spargel &lt;/span&gt;(asparagus, the white kind), ham, and potatoes, all served with hollaindaise sauce. Yum. On Monday we're going to a piano concert at the Musikhalle. And just so you're assured that I do things other than play and have fun, my work is starting up again and school is keeping me busy. :) More soon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-1070646752024423514?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/1070646752024423514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=1070646752024423514' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/1070646752024423514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/1070646752024423514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/05/no-news-is-good-news.html' title='No News is Good News'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-4155571532907915061</id><published>2007-05-18T17:41:00.002Z</published><updated>2007-05-18T18:34:36.165Z</updated><title type='text'>Aces All Around</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hamburg annually hosts the Rothenbaum tennis tournament, a master series event and lead up to the French Open which begins end of May. Since I got snubbed on French Open tickets (they use a lottery system and I didn't win), this was a perfect opportunity to see the top players in an intimate setting in my hometown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rk3lqq2I7ZI/AAAAAAAAASM/6bZNE9zuNww/s1600-h/IMG_0750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rk3lqq2I7ZI/AAAAAAAAASM/6bZNE9zuNww/s320/IMG_0750.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065957677080309138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Eva, a friend of mine from the tennis team who happens to be a graphic designer, and I went to the tournament on Thursday. We scored some sweet seats in row 8, with a great view and an afternoon of sunshine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rk3lqq2I7aI/AAAAAAAAASU/TTOqZKMsUTU/s1600-h/IMG_0742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rk3lqq2I7aI/AAAAAAAAASU/TTOqZKMsUTU/s320/IMG_0742.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065957677080309154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On the right is the number one tennis player in the world, Roger Federer. This guy is amazing. He played with precision, patience, and absolute effortlessness. Sometimes you could hardly hear the ball hit his racquet before it went shooting over the net. He beat 19th-ranked Ferrero (seated left) in two sets, no sweat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rk3lq62I7bI/AAAAAAAAASc/w6_lTdU2Xjg/s1600-h/IMG_0741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rk3lq62I7bI/AAAAAAAAASc/w6_lTdU2Xjg/s320/IMG_0741.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065957681375276466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here's Federer preparing to return serve. A group of red-and-white-clad youths spurred the Swiss player on with melodic chants of "Roger, wir lieben Dich!" (Roger, we love you).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rk3lrK2I7cI/AAAAAAAAASk/8TL4TrvhWdU/s1600-h/IMG_0753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rk3lrK2I7cI/AAAAAAAAASk/8TL4TrvhWdU/s320/IMG_0753.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065957685670243778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In addition to having the world's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;current &lt;/span&gt;best players (unfortunately I missed Nadal), the Black Rock Classic, the "tournament within the tournament," featured stars at the top of their class when I was growing up -- like Goran Ivanisevic, pictured above in awful capri pants. (I know, Nadal wears them, too, but at least he can pull them off.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rk3lrK2I7dI/AAAAAAAAASs/wjP_1VzJK9w/s1600-h/IMG_0748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rk3lrK2I7dI/AAAAAAAAASs/wjP_1VzJK9w/s320/IMG_0748.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065957685670243794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And Boris Becker!!!! Yep, Boris Becker. Who can forget the German tennis star who, in 1985, at the age of 17 became the youngest player ever to win Wimbledon (or any grand slam title for that matter). His distinguishable red hair is now bleach blonde, but he still wowed the crowd with his tennis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rk3lx62I7eI/AAAAAAAAAS0/Vf0RpS8oPpM/s1600-h/IMG_0743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rk3lx62I7eI/AAAAAAAAAS0/Vf0RpS8oPpM/s320/IMG_0743.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065957801634360802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Becker played Austrian Thomas Muster, winning in three sets (last set was 13:11!). The atmosphere was tremendous. Of course all the Germans were excited to see "their" tennis legend. Since it was an unofficial event, music played during change overs (think songs like "Eye of the Tiger") and fans shouted things like "the knees, Boris, don't forget to bend the knees."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truly an all aces event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-4155571532907915061?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/4155571532907915061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=4155571532907915061' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/4155571532907915061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/4155571532907915061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/05/aces-all-around.html' title='Aces All Around'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rk3lqq2I7ZI/AAAAAAAAASM/6bZNE9zuNww/s72-c/IMG_0750.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-4158982237394858708</id><published>2007-05-18T16:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-05-18T16:45:25.195Z</updated><title type='text'>Thanks, Mom!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mother's Day was on Sunday and I've been remiss about writing about the special occasion. My mom has been especially supportive over the last few months and I certainly wouldn't be "going deutsch" without her.  Her practical help with settling in to Germany has been invaluable, her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;continual encouragement and optimism lifts my spirit and pushes me towards my goals, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;her corrections improve my German, her patience with me is appreciated, and her tips make sure I wear socks on days that are chilly and eat my fruits and vegetables. It was an especially sweet Mother's Day that I could be here to thank and honor her in person this year. A belated happy mother's day to all the moms out there and the children you serve. To several friends who've lost their moms, I am thinking about you and know your moms are proud of the wonderful people you are. To the mother's-to-be, a new adventure and special role await.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-4158982237394858708?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/4158982237394858708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=4158982237394858708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/4158982237394858708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/4158982237394858708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/05/thanks-mom.html' title='Thanks, Mom!'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-5128626780029954084</id><published>2007-05-14T22:23:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-05-14T22:44:24.117Z</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This weekend, Hamburg's harbour -- the second largest in Europe and seventh largest in the world -- celebrated it's 818th birthday in style. Dubbed as the biggest port party in the world, the weekend included a tug boat ballet, several stages with musical performances, a promenade of delicacies (think currywurst, pommes, beer) and arts and crafts, fireworks, and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite looming clouds and intermittent showers, we started the birthday celebration with a boat ride from Teufelsbrueck to the Fischmarkt (the same trip we took, Krystal and Matt) and were greeted with a rainbow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rkjht5hWl1I/AAAAAAAAARk/iff8RlMQufQ/s1600-h/IMG_0678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rkjht5hWl1I/AAAAAAAAARk/iff8RlMQufQ/s320/IMG_0678.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064545959629199186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As twilight neared, the lights on the many boats created a festive atmosphere on the water. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RkjhuJhWl2I/AAAAAAAAARs/o1Lt4zO92xQ/s1600-h/IMG_0699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RkjhuJhWl2I/AAAAAAAAARs/o1Lt4zO92xQ/s320/IMG_0699.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064545963924166498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;While more than one million people were expected to join in the festivities, the damp weather seemed to have kept many at home. But the devoted crowd toted umbrellas and walked along the promenades. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RkjhuJhWl3I/AAAAAAAAAR0/6yb_WNRwAOg/s1600-h/IMG_0697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RkjhuJhWl3I/AAAAAAAAAR0/6yb_WNRwAOg/s320/IMG_0697.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064545963924166514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RkjhuZhWl5I/AAAAAAAAASE/IWaG66ClyDQ/s1600-h/IMG_0709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RkjhuZhWl5I/AAAAAAAAASE/IWaG66ClyDQ/s320/IMG_0709.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064545968219133842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The celebration was sponsored by Jever and they appropriately displayed several ads on the Captain San Diego. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RkjhuJhWl4I/AAAAAAAAAR8/4ZL1txtgSeI/s1600-h/IMG_0705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RkjhuJhWl4I/AAAAAAAAAR8/4ZL1txtgSeI/s320/IMG_0705.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064545963924166530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After the firework display, all the boats tooted their horns for several minutes as the ships shuffled to get back to the docks. It was a great, loud, deep sound that echoed across the water and fit the close of Saturday's harbour celebration perfectly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-5128626780029954084?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/5128626780029954084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=5128626780029954084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/5128626780029954084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/5128626780029954084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/05/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rkjht5hWl1I/AAAAAAAAARk/iff8RlMQufQ/s72-c/IMG_0678.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-4597051895327160239</id><published>2007-05-09T22:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-05-09T22:45:10.704Z</updated><title type='text'>Three and Counting</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sunday marked my three month anniversary. I can't believe how fast it's gone. And while there's still so much to learn, discover, meet, improve, do, see, and experience, I'm fortunate to have had full and rich initial months in Hamburg. It's been a whirlwind, with a lot of different/competing/opposing emotions and experiences. I think that's what's called life! And at least it's not boring. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I need to spend more time reflecting on this first installment and think more seriously about what the year(s) ahead will hold and what my priorities are. I will do so. Thanks to you guys for being interested enough to read my blog the past three months and for offering encouragement by way of your emails. I really appreciate it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-4597051895327160239?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/4597051895327160239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=4597051895327160239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/4597051895327160239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/4597051895327160239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/05/three-and-counting.html' title='Three and Counting'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-7398332946245068781</id><published>2007-05-06T20:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-05-06T20:19:15.011Z</updated><title type='text'>Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So, some photos from the last few weeks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rj406ZhWlwI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/bbI2SQ3HgpQ/s1600-h/quasim.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rj406ZhWlwI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/bbI2SQ3HgpQ/s320/quasim.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061541209098852098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Above is me and Quasim at the Elbe River, where we went for a walk along the water and enjoyed the spring time weather. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rj406ZhWlxI/AAAAAAAAARE/EY_f6MRq1vk/s1600-h/runningelbe.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rj406ZhWlxI/AAAAAAAAARE/EY_f6MRq1vk/s320/runningelbe.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061541209098852114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It's really peaceful along the Elbe, with a wide walking/biking path that stretches for miles, mature trees, refreshing breezes, a few cafes along the way, beachy areas for grilling, and a great view. This past week I've been running here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rj406phWlzI/AAAAAAAAARU/1Pq0M8rNN9A/s1600-h/aida.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rj406phWlzI/AAAAAAAAARU/1Pq0M8rNN9A/s320/aida.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061541213393819442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;On the other side of this walking path is the tremendous harbor, which is the second largest in Europe and seventh largest in the world. They have several festivals/events during the year, and a few weeks ago a brand new cruise ship was introduced and inducted here. More than 300,000 people crowded the banks to see the spectacular laser and firework show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rj406phWl0I/AAAAAAAAARc/izS-lLZILnM/s1600-h/aida2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rj406phWl0I/AAAAAAAAARc/izS-lLZILnM/s320/aida2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061541213393819458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hamburg is indeed a pearl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-7398332946245068781?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/7398332946245068781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=7398332946245068781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/7398332946245068781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/7398332946245068781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/05/pics.html' title='Pics'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/Rj406ZhWlwI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/bbI2SQ3HgpQ/s72-c/quasim.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-8449063921733117973</id><published>2007-05-05T15:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-05-05T15:06:00.562Z</updated><title type='text'>R.I.P (International) Pandora</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Due to new licensing restrictions, &lt;a href="http://www.pandora.com"&gt;Pandora &lt;/a&gt;isn't able to stream music to listeners in most countries outside of the U.S. anymore, which means while you guys in Washington are finding music you like through this awesome site, I'll be listening to my stale collection (guess I really have to warm up to German schlager or increase my music budget). If you have suggestions on music or sites similar to Pandora, let me know. Otherwise, keep on supporting Pandora -- a free service! -- by logging on, creating music stations, and enjoying the music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-8449063921733117973?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/8449063921733117973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=8449063921733117973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/8449063921733117973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/8449063921733117973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/05/rip-international-pandora.html' title='R.I.P (International) Pandora'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-3186836059685772263</id><published>2007-05-02T22:59:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-05-02T23:03:51.055Z</updated><title type='text'>Hamburg Meine Perle!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param value="http://youtube.com/v/S6uHwUaK4iE" name="movie"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://youtube.com/v/S6uHwUaK4iE" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Here's one of the German Schlager and a must-know here in Hamburg:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hamburg, meine Perle&lt;br /&gt;Du wunderschoene Stadt&lt;br /&gt;Du bist mein Zuhaus&lt;br /&gt;Du bist mein Leben&lt;br /&gt;Du bist die Stadt&lt;br /&gt;auf die ich kann&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hamburg, my pearl&lt;br /&gt;You beautiful city&lt;br /&gt;You are my home&lt;br /&gt;You are my life&lt;br /&gt;You are the city where I can&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Don't you wish Washington, DC, had a song like this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-3186836059685772263?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/3186836059685772263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=3186836059685772263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/3186836059685772263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/3186836059685772263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/05/hamburg-meine-perle.html' title='Hamburg Meine Perle!'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-5600309640461754090</id><published>2007-05-01T20:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-05-01T20:41:20.314Z</updated><title type='text'>Tanzen, Strand, und Bier</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The first of May here in Germany is somewhat comparable to America's Labor Day -- many demonstrate or protest for worker's rights, and offices and shops are closed. Of course, this is also an excuse to stay out late the night before and perfect for "Tanz in den Mai" ("Dance into May"),  held on the evening  of April 30. I went out with a few acquaintances to a bar in Eppendorf to experience this German phenomena and sure enough, there was lots of dancing (and singing) to German &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Schlager &lt;/span&gt;(pop songs). Oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since today was a day off (and I neither demonstrated or protested, though Kat did), I hopped on my bike and met up with an acquaintance to check out Hamburg's several "beach bars." Situated along/above the Elbe River, these outdoor bars are only set up from April to September and have a full "floor" of sand, palm trees, beach chairs, music, drinks, great views of the harbor, and occasionally even a pool! There are seven of these bars running along the river, with only one having direct access to the Elbe. Here's a &lt;a href="http://www.hamburg-del-mar.de/"&gt;link &lt;/a&gt;to one place. It's really as though you were on the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting culturally-acclimated to Germany and testing out beers more frequently and even drinking in the afternoons! :) Now, don't worry, I'm not going alcho on you. Today I had an "Alsterwasser," which is half beer and half mineral water. Yes, I'm still a lightweight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-5600309640461754090?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/5600309640461754090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=5600309640461754090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/5600309640461754090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/5600309640461754090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/05/tanzen-strand-und-bier.html' title='Tanzen, Strand, und Bier'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-4680411026898784063</id><published>2007-04-30T13:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-30T13:30:17.540Z</updated><title type='text'>Loving Leipzig</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I went to the former-east-German city of Leipzig this weekend to visit my sister Katja, who is enrolled in a master's program at the university there. It was so great to spend time with her, meet her friends, and get acquainted with the city she calls home (well, for now, at least). We walked around the downtown area, ate currywurst, rode the street cars, and for a mere two euros heard the Boys Choir sing in the famous &lt;a href="http://www.thomaskirche.org/"&gt;Thomaskirche&lt;/a&gt;,  where Martin Luther lectured, Mozart played the organ, Wagner was baptized, and Bach served as cantor in the 18th century. Again, amazing and impossible to grasp the history and influence of places such as the Thomaskirche.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday we went to an old cotton mill now converted to galleries, studio spaces, and offices for creative agencies (architects, designers, furniture makers, etc.). While the exhibited artwork was hit or miss, the architecture, neighborhood, and creative energy at the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.spinnerei.de/"&gt;Spinnerei&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;were fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-4680411026898784063?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/4680411026898784063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=4680411026898784063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/4680411026898784063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/4680411026898784063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/04/loving-leipzig.html' title='Loving Leipzig'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-7877995703923283356</id><published>2007-04-26T22:52:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-26T23:06:39.067Z</updated><title type='text'>How YOU doin'?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When people answer the phone in Germany, instead of saying "hello," they say their last name.  Since there are two Neubauers in our household and there's been some confusion, I answer the ringing telly with my full name. Of course I say it using the German pronunciation, because, hey, this is Germany. So, it sounds roughly like: Yool-y-ah Noy-bow-ah.&lt;br /&gt;When Nina calls she pretends like she didn't hear me and makes me say it again. When Quasim called he said I sounded "so German" (or something like that).&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so the other day I answered the phone as normal, but I guess I said "Julia" really fast, so it sounded like "You-ya." Nina was on the other end, waiting to ask me how I was, and she in turn said "How You-ya?"  It was funny. It doesn't sound funny now as I type it, but you gotta trust me on this one. Nins, it was funny, right? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-7877995703923283356?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/7877995703923283356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=7877995703923283356' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/7877995703923283356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/7877995703923283356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/04/how-you-doin.html' title='How YOU doin&apos;?'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-8443986467479050901</id><published>2007-04-26T22:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-26T22:51:32.861Z</updated><title type='text'>Yum....internship</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I had my first interview in German, for an internship at a packaging design firm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(yes, people, an internship. I'm back at square one on more things than you know!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. They do really cool work for things I love, namely chocolate, cookies, and ice cream. Two examples below -- yes, Melissa, that's your beloved Shoko &amp; Keks! Even though I stumbled through the interview in my subpar, heavily-accented German, I got the internship. I'm not sure if our scheduling/hours needs will match up or whether things will work out, but at least I have some German interviewing practice (and one that ended in a positive result). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RjEqxJhWlvI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/MiyxD5F9s9Y/s1600-h/1_Milka_300g_gross.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RjEqxJhWlvI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/MiyxD5F9s9Y/s320/1_Milka_300g_gross.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057870880371545842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RjEqLphWltI/AAAAAAAAAQk/Dob-ukD0938/s1600-h/bg_ersteliebe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RjEqLphWltI/AAAAAAAAAQk/Dob-ukD0938/s320/bg_ersteliebe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057870236126451410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It would be so cool to work at the firm, though, and be part of the brainstorming sessions, the design process, food styling, photo shoots, and of course the tastings! (Hey, the outside has got to match the inside :).) We'll see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-8443986467479050901?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/8443986467479050901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=8443986467479050901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/8443986467479050901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/8443986467479050901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-had-my-first-interview-in-german-for.html' title='Yum....internship'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yA7VXgRgy2A/RjEqxJhWlvI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/MiyxD5F9s9Y/s72-c/1_Milka_300g_gross.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387301885770168752.post-4963203313270996153</id><published>2007-04-23T22:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-23T22:47:04.004Z</updated><title type='text'>Most Likely To...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;With spring blossoming across the city, it's easy to see why Hamburg is the greenest city in Germany. In almost every neighborhood I venture into, large trees are sprouting leaves and public parks with  fresh grass appear at seemingly every corner. In fact, 22 percent of the city is landscaped or offered as recreational space, making it no surprise that the Japanese have nicknamed Hamburg "the city with the green roof." It really is especially beautiful this time of year, as all the "green" makes its debut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from being the greenest city in Germany, I've come across some other superlatives for the hanseatic city of Hamburg (HH).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;R.I.P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is kind of an odd one to brag about, but Hamburg has the largest park cemetery in the world. My maternal grandparents and extended family members are buried at this 988-acre resting place (as a reference, Central Park is 843 acres).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;London Bridges Falling Down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although it's not readily apparent, I've known that Hamburg has more canals than Venice. But I didn't know that Hamburg boasts more bridges than Amsterdam, London, and Venice &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;combined&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;International City of Mystery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hamburg is the world's second-largest consular city behind New York, with more than 90 consulates. Who knew?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hot off the Press&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, this is a good one for my personal career interests -- Hamburg is the media capital of Germany, producing over half of all the newspapers and magazines sold in the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2387301885770168752-4963203313270996153?l=goingdeutsch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/feeds/4963203313270996153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2387301885770168752&amp;postID=4963203313270996153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/4963203313270996153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2387301885770168752/posts/default/4963203313270996153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goingdeutsch.blogspot.com/2007/04/most-likely-to.html' title='Most Likely To...'/><author><name>julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10973154017686179724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
