Living for the holidays is something common to I and most of my friends back in the UK. Working very hard is commonplace, and after family, taking care of yourself, renovating your home, seeing your friends you don’t end up with a whole heap of free time to ‘be’.
When we arrived in Germany (and lived in hotels for three months) quiet time (1pm-3pm), shops closing at 8pm and very little being open on Sundays wasn’t a big deal, in fact it was refreshing and really relaxing, which was great considering the stress of the moves so far. However when we moved into our apartment (which came with its very own set of rules) I began to understand other expats hostile reactions to what they saw as the restrictive elements of German life.
My first encounter with learning a foreign language started at the young age of 8 or 9 when I temporarily had to go to a predominately Mexican school. I remember struggling to learn math because my teachers would often speak in Spanish. This was no easy task for a native English speaker. Needless to say, my math is terrible. But I remember the joy of standing in our school auditorium, wearing my best dress and singing Feliz Navidad fluently with the rest of my class at Christmas. Ever since, I have had a love affair with this song and languages.
by California Globetrotter
Just below the Befreiungshalle in the small village of Kelheim, you can find a small parking lot from where the ships pick up to take you downstream to the beautiful Kloster (Abbey) Weltenburg. We decided to spend the afternoon taking a boat ride up the Donau (Danube) river so that we could go to Kloster Weltenburg. You can take this boat ride also from Regensburg, but not every day. Since we went on a Sunday, we had to catch the boat from Kelheim.
What makes this abbey so special is that it was founded in 620 which makes it the oldest monastery in Bavaria. It is considered the world’s oldest brewery monastery, however it does rival Weihenstephan Abbey.
I thought I’d write a favourites list. What can I say? The endless sun is so uplifting (and sweaty) at the moment that all the shite is invisible.
Public transport – Be it via train, tram, bus, underground or a combination of all of them I can get pretty much anywhere I want locally or nationally using public transport, and the prices are so cheap (compared with GB anyway).