WARNING: HELMET REQUIRED.

The struggle is real for me. Countless times I have somehow managed to have my face elbowed, punched, hit with a door, you name it, it’s happened to my face. After the head injury in a London club, I thought that I had moved past this painful phase of my life, but NOOO.

Once again my groundbreaking dance moves turned into nose-breaking ones. Somehow managing to get elbowed right in the kisser as I was coming up from my most recent Matrix inspired dance move in a club. I swore I was bleeding, or had broken my nose, but thank goodness I didn’t. Just severely bruised.

UPSIDE THAT’S NOT REALLY AN UPSIDE- I have people who love me enough to try to soothe the pain by giving me poor little frozen strips of Wilbur to put on my face. 😦 It was such a morally tearing situation for me to undergo. 

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First thing I will do back in America-BUY MYSELF A HOCKEY HELMET TO BE WORN WHENEVER I LEAVE THE HOUSE.

On Saturdays we bake cookies

Directions to make peanut butter chocolate chip cookies in Germany:

Take one person who wants to bake American cookies really badly (AKA ME)

lack of peanut butter,

an egg that we don’t know we have,

a search for chocolate chips in the international supermarket,

gather them all up and with the american measurement recipe use an online converter to figure out what the heck that is equivalent to in grams,

and put them all together into one cluster of an evening and you get this.

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Surprisingly amazing cookies! Little did we know that in the event that one does not have an egg to bake with, a 1/4 cup of bananas will work instead! It just so happened to work out because chocolate, bananas, and peanut butter make a magical combination.

AND Now you won’t get salmonella if you eat the dough!! 😀

They were like little tiny muffin cookies. If you put a bunch of fails together it apparently tastes really good. 

Cheers to the chefs.

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Midnights in Paris

Going to Paris for the weekend doesn’t seem like a feasible thing to me, and yet it happened!

I swear we walked collectively 45 plus miles in 2 days. No wonder they are all grasshopper look a likes! Those baguettes don’t stick onto those hips for a reason and now I know it.

Although, we stereotypically ate baguettes in front of the Eiffel Tower, I don’t regret it one bit. Image

Although, they do not warn you about Paris at night. I’m going to be honest when I say the movie Ratatouille is completely accurate and that I should have listened to the movie’s message. THERE ARE RATS RUNNING AROUND THE EIFFEL TOWER. Since rats are above my fear of squirrels (which if you know me, you understand this is an insane feat to top) and they were everywhere at night in the park below the tower. I tried so hard to focus on the massive, amazing, beautiful, structure in front of me and not be distracted by the scurrying, disease infested monsters only feet away from me, but I tell you friend, it was not easy.

However, this view made it possible.

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We went to the Eiffel Tower 3 times that weekend and every single time it still had the same effect. Although, on the last time we were there, the whole tower was being evacuated because of a “threatening call” that they had received (we learned this only after we had come back to Germany and looked at the news online) which makes me really sad. I wish people could just leave amazing places be..

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Our little hostel we stayed at had an awesome spiral staircase, and we had our own bathroom! Something I will never again take for granted once back home. We also ventured to the Arc di Triumph (probably spelled that one wrong) at night after we had just devoured the greatest tasting crepe I have ever had in my life. 

We went to the gardens of Versailles as well! IT WAS BEAUTIFUL. 

Goal in life #345644: have a garden 1/360th in size and as cool as it was. But with the fountain show and horses and golf carts to get around as well.

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We also went to Notre Dame and now all I want to do is watch the movie, even though it has just about zero historical accuracy. Inside was absolutely beautiful and awesome to see.

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Along the way, I had a Napolean in honor of my fabulous Godfather because he is the one that introduced me to them. (between him and I though, the ones he gave me tasted better than this one…hehe)

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Lastly, we went to the Louvre Museum. Here’s Mona and I. 

ImageI should be ashamed of taking this picture that a billion other people have taken…but I couldn’t resist! :/ It truly made me think that people can all take the same photo of this painting from the same angle and yet NO ONE will ever be able to create that picture, the Mona Lisa. It’s truly the only thing I can think of when it comes to an original nowadays. It was a surreal feeling being in the presence of something so authentic when everything now is copied.

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Paris was most definitely an experience. Along the way Ryan lost his wallet as we were buying croissants and an honest Guardian Angel somehow found us at our hostel and returned it to him. Literally she must have been a Guardian Angel.

This roller coaster of a weekend was not enough to truly appreciate the city. So hopefully when I do come back, it will be for about 3/4 days in a nice hotel with the best of friends and I can function as a normal human being. 

Things they DON’T tell you about Oktoberfest

Aside from the amazing beer pictures that I have put up, there are a few things that some people forget to mention when you’re going to Oktoberfest. (no bitterness intended, it made it more of an adventure!)

1. If it rains (which it did. ALL DAY) be prepared to get extremely up close and personal with other strangers while waiting in line.

2. “What line??” you might ask. Well the 2-3 hour line ( IN THE RAIN in our case) to get INSIDE to where the joyous singing, dancing, drinking, and SELLING of beer and food happens

3. Not all entrances to the beer tents are entrances, apparently. Sometimes people are sneaky enough to get in line to a door with a security guard, where they don’t let people in. You will only realize this after you have been freezing in the rain for over an hour and get to the front of the line right at the door, to be told (in German of course) that you will not be let in here & that you need to leave to go get in line again at ANOTHER DOOR.

4. People that you think should not be as drunk as they are, will be. Look out for any age, shape, or form of a person to be out of their mind. 

5. Lederhosen never go out of style. Even if you wear it multiple days in a row. They’re a very good look for guys. BRING THIS TO AMERICA PLEASE.

6. The cookies are edible…HOWEVER most people just wear them. It’s some tradition that no one I asked knew where it derived from. Something that I have yet to get used to is wearing your food when I want to eat it..

7. Germans sing “Old Country Road” at every Oktoberfest. Almost every 10 minutes. Also no one knows why, but what do I care? Finally a song I can sing along to!! 😀

8. Do not be alarmed when everyone in the Biergarten hollers and yells at you when you stand up on the bench to get out of the crowd to go to the bathroom…they’re cheering because normally when someone stands on the benches INSIDE THE TENTS it means that you are about to chug the remainder of your stein, which is very exciting and everyone is quite supportive of this.

9. There are ceiling heaters that will save your life, if you can find them.

10. Talk to the people at your table. You may learn all about Buvarian culture and how awesome of people they are. IF YOU ARE LUCKY, one of them may buy you a birthday pretzel. 😀 But only if you’re lucky and cheer along as they sing Old Country Road for the millionth time. 

11. Embrace it all anyways. Everything that goes wrong makes for great stories for the future kids…ha. Well maybe when they’re older…

This one time at Oktoberfest…

So this one time at a strange yet amazing place called Oktoberfest…

I dressed in a traditional dirndl (courtesy of my wonderful host sister)

 

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the pretzels and beer were bigger than my face (our German friends sang happy birthday to me (in German of course)

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ALL without going inside one of the crazy hot crowded tents!!