{"id":806,"date":"2016-04-17T10:07:16","date_gmt":"2016-04-17T17:07:16","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blogs.evergreen.edu\/travelingturnip\/?p=124"},"modified":"2016-04-17T10:07:16","modified_gmt":"2016-04-17T17:07:16","slug":"the-cheat-is-not-dead","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/sites.evergreen.edu\/ofbloodandbeauty\/the-cheat-is-not-dead\/","title":{"rendered":"the Cheat is not dead!"},"content":{"rendered":"

Current tunes: Moonlight Serenade\u00a0\u2013 Glenn Miller\u00a0<\/em>(not by my choosing this time, it\u2019s on the cafe\u2019s radio)
\nCurrent location:<\/em> Cafe Katulki
\nGerman word of the day: Kuchen \u2013 cake
\n\u201cIch m\u00f6chte ein St\u00fcck Kuchen bitte.\u201d<\/p>\n

Dearest Readers,<\/strong><\/p>\n

It’s been too long,\u00a0far too long! At least that’s what a select few of you have been, very pointedly<\/em><\/strong>, telling me. I apologize, but I’ve been a bit busy of late, and school takes precedence\u00a0over you I’m afraid (even those of you who are funding my education).<\/p>\n

To start: I have arrived safely and have been in Berlin for 3 weeks now. My time has\u00a0been filled with fun, confusion, stress, merriment, and homework. Primarily homework. Pretty much what one expects to encounter on a study abroad. I wouldn\u2019t trade this experience for the world. My Spain trip? Eh\u2026 that was primarily memorable for the people and some interesting experiences; this trip, this trip will stick with me for the rest of my days.<\/p>\n

Because I am so late in writing this up, I will be breaking my \u201cPreviously on Turnip\u2019s Travels\u201d<\/em> into a couple of posts. If you are only here for pictures and don\u2019t want to read about my exciting life and journeys, the check out the \u201cPics or it didn\u2019t happen (it happened)\u201d<\/em><\/strong> tab. That is where you\u2019ll find the visual aids to the journey. I\u2019ll be including some photos in posts as well, for \u2018emphasis,\u2019 but not a lot.<\/p>\n

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I left the States on the 30th<\/sup> of March. I arrived to a drastically different feeling Philadelphia International Airport, not only because I was excitednervousanxioushappysadthings!, but because it was DEAD. I have never seen that empty an airport, save for Honolulu at 5am and Frankfurt on a particularly odd day. I got through check-in and security in record time, we are talking 15 minutes TOPS, and arrived at my gate 1 minute after that. My Lufthansa flight, which I expected to be packed to the gills, was completely empty. Well, at least the entire rear of the plane was. 46K was an island unto itself. The vast sea of seats that are normally filled on international flights held nothing but my preconceived idea of the people who would usually be there. My little oasis in the very rear of the plane was only bordered by a woman in 46A and a man, who for some reason I couldn\u2019t figure out, moved from 30K to 35K.<\/p>\n

\"the<\/p>\n

My wonderful flight attended heard that I spoke German from the woman who I originally asked for a seatbelt extender, and then proceeded to ask me where I came from. Me, with my terrible, probably tinnitus having hearing and my tsunami of emotions, thought he asked me if I had a long night. This confusion was quickly resolved and we proceed to carry on the rest of my flight using only German. And I got to spend the rest of the flight with the seat arm up (well, partly up, the last row\u2019s arms don\u2019t fully fold up), and a row- nay! A section all to myself.<\/p>\n

\"the<\/p>\n

Upon arrival to Frankfurt on the 31st, I was going to wait an hour for a classmate to arrive, and travel on from Frankfurt to Berlin with him. A \u201csimple\u201d thing to do. Suffice to say, nothing is ever \u201csimple\u201d when traveling, and my poor traveling companion was almost left to his own devices in Frankfurt. I was on the train, having run into another classmate, who was actually in the same train car, and received a call from Kev.
\n\u201cHas your train left yet?\u201d he asked, slightly short of breath.
\n\u201cNo? Why? Where are you?\u201d My confusion was high.
\n\u201cBecause I\u2019m the hauptbahnhof and I think I\u2019m at the right train\u2026\u201d
\n\u201cTrack –?\u201d
\n\u201cYeah.\u201d
\nThen came the one sentence that could have crushed the happy moment: \u201cLast call.<\/em>\u201d
\n\u201cGet on the train!\u201d
\n\u201cWhich car are you?\u201d
\nI told him as the last of the passengers are were beginning to board.
\n\u201cIt doesn\u2019t matter, just get on the train, you can walk through to find us.\u201d
\n\u201cHold on! I think I saw you, stick your head out!\u201d
\nI stuck my head out of the door closest to me, we saw each other, I waved frantically, and he started running. Imagine, if you would dear Readers, that OJ Simpson airport commercial from the 90s, but in a train station. Kev made the train by the skin of his teeth, our first travel trial was over; we both sat down and watched the scenery go by.
\n(Our surprise traveling companion\/classmate later told us in the dining car that the conductor had broadcast that Kev was running and to let him get on the train. I laughed.)<\/p>\n

\"the<\/p>\n

Upon arrival to Berlin Hbhf, Kev and I bid \u201cgood day\u201d to our classmate and proceed to meet up with our lovely friend and classmate, Renata. The rest of the day didn\u2019t really have anything noteworthy to report. We met Renata, who was going to share my hotel room for the night, put our things down, walked around the neighborhood, found our school, ate, and then I went to bed.<\/p>\n

On Friday, April 1st<\/sup> the fun really started.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Current tunes: Moonlight Serenade – Glenn Miller (not by my choosing this time, it’s on the cafe’s radio) Current location: Cafe Katulki German word of the day: Kuchen – cake “Ich möchte ein Stück Kuchen bitte.” Dearest Readers, It’s been too long, far too long! At least that’s what a select few of you have been, very pointedly, … Continue reading “the Cheat is not dead!”<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3311,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_mi_skip_tracking":false},"categories":[7,19,17],"tags":[],"geo":{"latitude":50.1065292,"longitude":8.6621618,"description":null},"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/sites.evergreen.edu\/ofbloodandbeauty\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/806"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/sites.evergreen.edu\/ofbloodandbeauty\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/sites.evergreen.edu\/ofbloodandbeauty\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sites.evergreen.edu\/ofbloodandbeauty\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3311"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sites.evergreen.edu\/ofbloodandbeauty\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=806"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/sites.evergreen.edu\/ofbloodandbeauty\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/806\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/sites.evergreen.edu\/ofbloodandbeauty\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=806"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sites.evergreen.edu\/ofbloodandbeauty\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=806"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sites.evergreen.edu\/ofbloodandbeauty\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=806"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}