Young Germany called and they came: Our team of World Cup Bloggers for 2014 is set. And check out the players! It is going to be a fun Cup with YG bloggers offering perspective from all over the world.
We had planned to put together a team of eleven, but with so many great applicants, we expanded that number to thirteen. In May we will introduce each of them to you in more detail, but for now, here is an overview of the folks you will see talking soccer and World Cup here this June.
The YG World Cup Blogging Team
Kristie Foran. A California girl learning German.
Fasching happened. Thank god that’s over.
But I seem to be one of the very few people who don’t enjoy the costumed drunken fest that is German Karnival/Fastnacht/Fasching. So I won’t rain on your parade. Here you can hear Lehrer Werkstatt talks about her own experience with this crazy German celebration. There are a lot of pictures. No Apathy Allowed also has some photos and words on the subject.
Letters to our pre-expat selves.
“It didn’t take long before you realised the leading an expatriate lifestyle wasn’t always rosy. Starting all over again definitely was as difficult as climbing Everest. Society did not function the way you were used to for the past 26 years.”
Finding food from back home: A vegetarian in Germany reports
I never noticed as I never liked them, but apparently Germany never had a big selection of energy bars. Until now. A vegetarian in Germany reports on where you can get them.
It is apparently impossible to talk about wurst without making bad puns.
“I admit, I was sceptical about the sauce. I’m not a huge curry and sausages fan, especially from what I could see, in a less-than-discreet drowning sauce. To the absolute horror of the waiter, I asked for the sauce on the side. Nonetheless, he oliged me, bringing over a small dish of sausages and potatoes, and a large jug of sauce. I poured a little in the corner. A slice of sausage. A dip in sauce….and then… TASTE EXPLOSION!” Read the rest of the blog here.
This is old, but it is awesome: An open letter from Berlin to all the people who can’t stop talking about it.
“It’s me, your old buddy Berlin! You may remember me from such important historical moments as “American president calls himself a donut”, “here come the Russians” and “black man outruns white men to the annoyance of other white men”. Yeah, that’s right, Berlin! Brandenburg’s noisy neighbour…
“How are you? What have you been up to lately? Doing a lot of those fun human things? Arguing with your neighbours? Being cruelly overlooked for promotions by your idiot of a boss? Making selfies? I bet you have. You little cute, mobile, fun bag.” Read the rest of the letter, penned by Adam Fletcher, here.