Would a Houle by any other name still smell as... well...

Safe to say, I'm only showering every other day (at best) over here. And thats the norm. This European trip has given me a welcome opportunity to relax my strict American hygenic habits. :P

Friday was the primary foreign language test. I didn't show up at school until 9:30. We then had Religion, my first day thereof. It was really poor and dry and sadly reminded me of our Wednesday night church class. We just watched a video, naturally in German, about "belief." It was interesting because at every pause they would insert a clip of instrumental from the song "What If God Was One Of Us." Oh man. I was able to understand it, but it won't be something I'll look forward to. After this was Chemistry, also new. Basically, the teacher taught the children stuff I already knew, felt compelled to translate most of it for me, and then whipped up some horribly stinking concoctions like Ammoniak (I think that one's fairly common sense) and sulfur dihydrogen. Or something like that. That night Geli's friend Lala came over to watch some movies. It was storming out. We watched, dubbed in German, "Life As A House," which is interesting and also stars Hayden Christensen of Star Wars fame. Afterwards, we watched "Secret Window," Stephen King thriller turned movie starring Johnny Depp. I fell asleep halfway through.

Saturday. Not much, really. I called meine Familie and Manfred took me up to the only mountain in the area. Not even really a "mountain" per se, but it was a good vantage for the crowded German countryside.

Jeff - already tried the beer, thanks. Not bad.
Whoever called whomever a nerd, I'll just say that I don't know who you are, nor even if you're talking to me.
I really don't know if I want to give you guys my address. Even if I did, shipping costs to Europe are crazy high, and that's the only thing I could think you'd want it for.

Wow. Theres this sign really close to the house. I've walked by it a few times in German-mode and just read 'loading zone,' never realizing until now the serious implications at BHS of a sign that says, literally, "LADE-ZONE."