26 Juni-- Day 2

After not waking up in time to go on M's (my Gastmutter, or host mom's) (both host mom, gastmutter, and her actual name are too long to spell out sorryyyy)
morning run (thank you jet lag) , we went to the IBZ, this Internationales Begegnungszentrum, where they like to shove foreign professors who are staying for extended periods of time. And where they like to hole up Dartmouth students for their classes apparently. Good thing is, it's been in renovation for around 3 months now, so we can definitely use "sorry i can't hear you, there was a construction noise" as an excuse for not immediately understanding some German word or another.

Anyway, we went there and had Kaffe und Kuchen (coffee and baked goods) with all the host families and kids and whatnot. M had to go to the appointment that she had rescheduled yesterday so she could pick me up from the airport... which i felt kinda guilty about. So I watched some Deutsche Fußbal and hung out with this lovely lady right here--

Sati
eyes like headlights
I'm gonna admit, kinda freaky at night seeing those things shine through the dark

M: I'm so sorry that I have to leave you alone tonight!
Me: No problem, i'm so jetlagged i can barely talk- I'll just relax tonight
M: I left some food on the table. I hope you like it

My feast.
This was possibly the best salad I've ever eaten. I credit M and the raspberries (die Himbeeren)

So I watched the Sleepover Club on TV ( auf Deutsch: Der Sleepover Club) . Not sure whether I really understood what they were saying, or whether just saw through the cliched plot...