Ahhhh it’s nice to finally be in Berlin after like 18 hours total of getting here. The flight(s) were less stressful than I expected, and Icelandair has the best coffee I have ever tasted in my life.

Apparently there are 7 words in Icelandic for "cup".

By my friend Tyler’s recommendation, my first meal abroad was a doner kebab. Freaking delicious. Here is some food porn.

... This is as good as porn gets on a phone camera.

So. Here I am. I am currently sitting in my room drinking a free little bottle of champagne the hotel left in my room. So nett! I’m also watching what I can only describe as a German version of House Hunters (it’s called “mieten kaufen wohnen”). Watching TV here is pretty much studying, right?

Especially when it involves champagne. ChemEs know what I'm talking about.

It’s really hard to describe how I’ve been feeling because I’ve never felt this way before. I’m constantly nervous and self conscious, and just kinda feel like I’m in the wrong place. I feel happy and excited and I want to go see everything, but I’m afraid I’m going to do something inadvertently rude or people think I’m gross or… I don’t even know! I need to shut my head up because it doesn’t matter. I need to just live my life. I’m already doing a bad job of that, though. Today I have eaten a piece of cake and pretty much a whole pizza. That’s all. I think I’m clinging to what I know I am able to say and not doing the things I’m used to.

The cake and coffee I managed to order. Mmmmm. This seems to be quickly reverting to a food blog.

Today was really fun, though. Until I move into my apartment (hopefully tomorrow, I will write a post about that soon), I have been staying in a hotel with my uncle Marty and aunt Karrie and my little cousins Josie and Ben. I really appreciated that they did that for me, but I didn’t realize until now how much it has helped me get out and get acquainted with everything. Today we took a bus to my school which is BEAUTIFUL. I had not realized how beautiful. It is really amazing, hopefully I can get better pictures of the area because the one that I got does not do it justice.

This one. Meh. Trust me, it's pretty.

On the bus over there, a little girl was sitting on her mom’s lap and she was just hilarious to listen to. She was talking about a whole bunch of random things, but talking in such clear and slow German, I could actually understand her. She was like, “Was ist das in Obstsalat? Pampelmuse? Was ist das denn, Brandenburger Tor? Brandenburger Torrrrrrrrrrr!” It was darling, and she sounded so intelligent just because she was speaking a language other than English. I wanted to get a picture of her but that would have been creepy.

I will write soon about my apartment! It is the most beautiful thing and my cousin, Julie, deserves a trophy for finding it. My god, I don’t know what I would do without her at this point.

My room so far. Again, this picture doesn't show off it's awesomeness, but I will get a better one.

That’s all for now! Bis spater, meine liebchens!