well.. my last day in Amsterdam went so quick. ran around i the morning buying souvenirs and crap... and then met up with Ognen to spend some time with him before i left. he was so sweet and helped me carry my bags to the tram.
started using the trams this trip...usually i walk everywhere ut got over it and now i know how easy it is to get the strippinkard so i felt like a local.
anyway, got on the train from Amsterdam to Osnabruek and all the first clss seats were saying reserved except for 1.... only no one came and sat i them so i was sitting inthe worst seat for nothing. but at least i got to practice my german on the train. changed trains in osnabruek like a seasoned pro... but the train from there to Hamburg was very full..and i had to sit squished in with all my bags, opposite this strage german man who was talking to himself for over a hour and kept making snorting noises.
getting off the train and walking through the train station felt so weird....was like coming home.. and yet like arriving ina foreign city... i think i have been here so much that it doesnt feel like a holiday but rather like a 2nd home. of course the first thing to do in hamburg is to eat a hamburger so we went to mcdonalds (fur ein notfall cheeseburger) for dinner and then to andreas' house to sit and labetasche (chatter) for hours until we both fell asleep on the sofa.
we both think its so strange that me being here just feels so normal.. like i have only returned from a long holiday and that it is normal for me to be here.
already we are playing the shultz game... where if someone burps you must put your thumb on your forehead or you will get slapped on the forehead.... its a teenage game that andreas and i always play. he hates it but he taught me so........
today andreas has a holiday day so we are going to eat in the first coffee shop he took me to the first time i was here, (Gnosa... ja, kannen sie es glaben? ) and tonight is dinner with his friends who dont know i am here yet.
Deutschland.....Ich Bin Zuruck !!
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