I hate flying

So I am back in the states now. The flight sucked - 8.5 hours. I could take the first six but the last 2.5 were awful. Then got asked stupid questions but the guy in border control - what do you do in germany, where do you study, what do you study. answers: Studying. Technical college. making bombs.

just to catch up again on what has happened in the last two weeks: there were things that I wanted to write about Paris, but never got around to, and now I think I forgot. sucks. one thing that was interesting was that french and americans have the same stereotypes about germans - they have no sense of humor, follow all rules robotically, and still dream of taking over the world. i'm still not going to go into it too much, but paris is great and especially nice when you get to see peoples' homes and family and normal life. also i got to see the differences between two families and to areas of France. last thing, it's nothing special bringing french cheese to someone's house in France as a thank you - stick with flowers.

Since then things are good. Janine came to visit me last weekend and we had a great time. She ended up staying until wednesday, which was terrific. I got accustomed to have her around, meeting her for dinner after work, walking around the city. It was nice to share some of my daily life with someone, besonders du Schatz.

And now I am back home. It has definitely been a little wierd so far. First thing was that Frankfurt airport was entirely filled with Americans flying home from all over Germany and from other coutries in the area as well (Switzerland, Italy, etc.). It quickly became normal to speak and hear english all the time, but that's about the only thing that feels normal. It is odd to watch american tv - i am so used to not understanding tv, especially news shows when they interview normal people. Watching american football was interesting, haven't done that since the last superbowl. I still remember them all, but I forgot how many rules there are. American sports are rather complex. Compared to soccer, baseball and football take a little time to understand.

Definitely started to notice how many american flags are all over the place. What ends up happening is that you get used to the habits and normal way of life somewhere else, and when you come home you still remember what it is like to be here and all of that stuff in the states, but you notice a lot more things that you never recognized before you left. You sort of have foreigner eyes. Watched my first first shitty hollywood blockbuster since home - King Kong. American commercials are great by the way. One had Santa Klaus buying diamond earings for Mrs. Claus at a jewelry store. The idea and irony of it was just interesting to me. Read a newspaper and remembered how extreme politics are in this country - you either hate george bush or hate everyone else. Realized that Carvel ice cream cake is not as good as I thought it was. Ice cream in Germany is fucking good. Don't get me wrong, I like being home and still like the US, but at first there are a few things that you need to get used to again.

got to go. dinner. pics comng soon, promise.