Back to School Excitement
Last night I was in Karstadt, a big department store near our apartment, looking for a guest book to use when people come and stay with us (have I mentioned we have our first guest coming tomorrow?). It's back to school time here so the place was full of kids and parents with lists of what they needed to buy. Karstadt has a whole big section set up right now next to the books and stationery department with back to school stuff like notebooks, organizers, etc.
Anyway, I was just cruising around checking things out when I noticed a big display of calendars for 2003 just across the aisle from the back to school stuff. And right on the rack (no pun intended) with all the teddy bear calendars and landscape photo calendars were two different titty girl calendars. Like, I'm talking calendars with pictures of naked women, openly displayed six feet away from the back to school merchandise, right next to the entrance of what is basically Macy's.
Now that is an example of cultural differences between here and there. Something you would never see in the US in a million years. It didn't appear to be causing anyone any emotional trauma though. (Not even me, yo.)
When I told Marty about it, he told me that people have titty girl calendars at work, too. (And they smoke in the office.) Make of it what you will.
Speaking of Marty, and work... he didn't go to Connecticut on business this week because three guys from Connecticut came here. But in the end I have seen him just about as much as if he'd been gone. They've been so busy that he doesn't get home until after I'm already in bed at night.
And as for back to school... next week begins my German class. And not a minute too soon, either. Yesterday morning I did actually manage a conversation with the lady who works in the dry cleaner's, but generally I am still rusty and slow. So a class should, I hope, help immensely.
No, still not online at home. Don't hold your breath, friends. I'm not...
Last night I was in Karstadt, a big department store near our apartment, looking for a guest book to use when people come and stay with us (have I mentioned we have our first guest coming tomorrow?). It's back to school time here so the place was full of kids and parents with lists of what they needed to buy. Karstadt has a whole big section set up right now next to the books and stationery department with back to school stuff like notebooks, organizers, etc.
Anyway, I was just cruising around checking things out when I noticed a big display of calendars for 2003 just across the aisle from the back to school stuff. And right on the rack (no pun intended) with all the teddy bear calendars and landscape photo calendars were two different titty girl calendars. Like, I'm talking calendars with pictures of naked women, openly displayed six feet away from the back to school merchandise, right next to the entrance of what is basically Macy's.
Now that is an example of cultural differences between here and there. Something you would never see in the US in a million years. It didn't appear to be causing anyone any emotional trauma though. (Not even me, yo.)
When I told Marty about it, he told me that people have titty girl calendars at work, too. (And they smoke in the office.) Make of it what you will.
Speaking of Marty, and work... he didn't go to Connecticut on business this week because three guys from Connecticut came here. But in the end I have seen him just about as much as if he'd been gone. They've been so busy that he doesn't get home until after I'm already in bed at night.
And as for back to school... next week begins my German class. And not a minute too soon, either. Yesterday morning I did actually manage a conversation with the lady who works in the dry cleaner's, but generally I am still rusty and slow. So a class should, I hope, help immensely.
No, still not online at home. Don't hold your breath, friends. I'm not...
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