After a horrible few hours of confusion in the dark, cold, pouring rain, we finally arrived in Germany...
Gary's apartment is in a very small quiet town by the name of Bad Nauheim, it is a 30min
walk from the, only slightly bigger, town of Friedberg. Which is a good 4o min train ride away from the large banking citie of Frankfurt.
walk from the, only slightly bigger, town of Friedberg. Which is a good 4o min train ride away from the large banking citie of Frankfurt. 
The apartment itself if great. Two bedroom, two bath, washer/(Europe doesnt have dryers), big kitchen, hardwood floors, good lighting, and best of all, Gary's mom has decorated it to look like a page from an IKEA catalog, so his place is pretty awesome to say the least.
Gary's Mom, Ursula, is extremely generous and thoughtful. Some refer to
her as Ursy (which sounds like Ooshy), but we just call her "Mom." She is married to a man named Sauro; we call him Pops. Ooshy and Pops: what t
o say, what to say. She is German, he's Italian. He speaks maybe a word of English, so she's stuck translating between German, English, and Italian. Sometimes I can wriggle my way through a conversation on hand gestures and the little Italian I recognize from movies, but for the most part I enjoy observing them on the day-to-day. Pops will sit at the dining table sipping on his espresso, working away at his stamp colection (no joke). Occasionally he'll sit in his big chair and yell a bunch of Italian at the television, while Mom gestures for us to ignore him and wildly waves her hand in the air for him to hush. It's quite sweet, and we feel very fortunate that they are able to be here for the duration of our stay. As far as Bad Nauheim goes, it's orchards, cornfields, 
and forests. This may be the coldest we've been, but a
t least we are in the perfect spot to see the season's beginning. If you walk for 5min in almost any direction from Gary's apartment, you run right into either a cornfield, an apple orchard, or the forest, all of which are big, beautiful, and take your breath away. And the colors, oh the colors; they are soo bright and beautiful, like nothing I have seen before. 
There isn't enough time in the day to go into proper detail, and probably not enough words to describe, so I'll just say that everything truly is illumiated.
and forests. This may be the coldest we've been, but a
t least we are in the perfect spot to see the season's beginning. If you walk for 5min in almost any direction from Gary's apartment, you run right into either a cornfield, an apple orchard, or the forest, all of which are big, beautiful, and take your breath away. And the colors, oh the colors; they are soo bright and beautiful, like nothing I have seen before. 
There isn't enough time in the day to go into proper detail, and probably not enough words to describe, so I'll just say that everything truly is illumiated. We are really looking forward to Munich on Thursday - this year just so happens to be the 200 year anniversary of Oktoberfest. So in true Ge
rman spirit, Caehle and I purchased ourselves authentic Dirndles to wear when we go. They're actually quite comfortable and cute. I find myself lying around the house in it sometimes. It really holds you in, like a big hug. Not much else to report... Trying to stay warm, picnics a
t the edge of the forest, long walks through the sweet-smelling apple trees, good homecooked meals with Mom
and Pop, and German television fill our days. Caehle refers to this time as the calm before the storm, and I would have to agree.
rman spirit, Caehle and I purchased ourselves authentic Dirndles to wear when we go. They're actually quite comfortable and cute. I find myself lying around the house in it sometimes. It really holds you in, like a big hug. Not much else to report... Trying to stay warm, picnics a
and Pop, and German television fill our days. Caehle refers to this time as the calm before the storm, and I would have to agree. 
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