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Nachgetreten

A few days ago, I was in Aachen with my host brother while my host dad attended a meeting. I found this postcard at a small trinket shop, and it certainly spoke to me.

From my fluent understanding of German, nachgetreten is a type of soccer foul.… Read the rest



Big and Brown

It looks so large in the pictures, so in reality, it must be smaller

It’s not. It’s actually massive.

It’s also brown, not black, as I had expected. So here’s an obligatory selfie.

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During my Autumn break, I had the awesome opportunity to travel to Paris with my host family.… Read the rest


My Ballot Abroad

En route to Chicago, on July 31, 2014, is where I completed my first election ballot.
I hurriedly filled out my absentee ballot for my vote in the Michigan Primary, and handed it to my parents as I stepped out of the car at the Detroit Metro North Terminal.… Read the rest


This Blessed Box

Of course I expected differences between US-American and German households when I began my exchange experience. What I did not expect was for this difference to manifest itself in the form of tissues.

Tissues? Yes, the approach to nasal hygiene management across the pond is quite different.… Read the rest




Düsseldorf and Aachen

Düsseldorf

I spent the last weekend with my host family in two exciting new cities. On Friday after school, my host siblings and I took a train from Kall (the next village over, where the nearest train station is located) to Köln, and then on to Düsseldorf, where my eldest host sister lives and studies.… Read the rest




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