Monday was Germany Reunification day, but if you asked your average German what was going on that day, the answer would probably be: Three day weekend. You see, the Germans aren't particulary patriotic. I cannot say that they are ashamed to be German, it is just that they are not going around with flags and shouting about national pride. So instead, on the day that brought East to West once more (not Kung Fu styles), they spent the day shopping and drinking. Alas, so did I.

On Tuesday I started the long promised German language program, which, in a word, is impossible. The only teacher that would accept me is the middle level one, and basically the highest one in the program now. Indeed, I am with students that have a firm grasp of the language, and actually understand what the text book says. Surprisingly, I am not completely lost, and I can basically get what the teacher is saying most of the time, and I can even talk a bit. But when it comes down to grammar, I am about as lost those people from that one show (a shout out to Mike K, if he is checking up). Right now we are learning about the Konjuctiv...2. Not that I even know what the first one is about.

Yesterday I played pool with the Mormons, and that went pretty well. They still haven't given me their pitch yet, but I am smelling it around the corner. Next week there are some orientation events before the semester starts up, which is evidently also coming up soon. Oh Yes! I nearly forgot, I bought a bread maker from Walmart. It is breadarific.