Well How Typical! Part One: Introduction/Traveling

Yes, a blog. I'm writing a blog from abroad. For the introduction to the blog I have a couple things that apply directly to YOU. 

Number One: Don't judge the quality of my writing, the purpose is not for it to sound
                        pretty.
Number Two: Be fully prepared for this blog to only last for a month.
Number Three: I have been abroad for four weeks already.
                        Therefore, I will have a series of blogs in the next few days summing
                         up those weeks.
I decided to write a blog because:
-It will be extremely funny to look back on
-I often think things like this will be fun
-When I don't want to do my homework I can still feel like I am being very productive
I will most likely stop because:
-I will forget about it
-I will realize how wrong I was about it being fun when I have only succeeded in writing around 3 entries
-I will realize the only person reading this is my Mama (Hi Mom, I love you! You're not chop liver, promise!)

Deutschland a.k.a. Germany

In four days I will have been in Neider-Weisel, Butzbach, Hessen, Germany for five weeks, time is flying, and German is still coming very slowly. However, yesterday was a new beginning for my slowly growing language mind. My host family is only using German while speaking to me now! Before I left I wanted to start using it right when I saw them at the airport, but jet leg, a million questions, and lack of vocabulary in German made me take the easy route. The whole family all have lived in America at some point so it was easy for everyone to communicate. 

My journey began with handing a green little card over to the cashier and being handed a box. The box with the camera I had saved for all summer! After that mini adventure..

I went to the airport with my mother, father and brother after eating sushi and my brother drove home while my mother and father came inside with me. (We could do this because my mom made me travel as an unaccompanied minor) We sat, talked, waited it all felt surreal, but suddenly they called me up and I only got to give my parents a quick squeeze before walking to the airplane. My mother said it was a good thing because any longer and she would have cried. :'( While waiting for the plane to take off I avidly texted my parents and got to see them wave before taking off.

It was a weird feeling siting on the plane doing what I planned to do for years. They gave me food since I was an unaccompanied minor and I already had food in my overfilled bag so I actually carried some food around with me. I was so close to having a free seat by me when a lady told me if the seat stayed empty her friend was sitting there. Umm excuse me my friend wants to sit there her name is Sleep Room. I thought a night flight would be great, but as it turns out it wasn't. The reasons being; you're tired, but it's hard to sleep and you can't entertain yourself because you're too tired.

It didn't take long for me to feel nauseous and in my nausea a child of around seven decided to puke in the children's room right after I bought gross McDonalds because I thought they had their breakfast menu, but in reality it was 11:00 or so there. I now think airports should always have all their food available at all times.

After horribly traveling through the air, like a bird, in the sky, with reclining chair; I arrived in the Frankfurt airport. I had no problems getting through customs and courtesies, and the airline workers called my host father to where I was. He didn't recognize me with my new short hair, but I recognized him and gave him a hug. (I kind of acted like I knew him because I didn't want the airline people to second guess letting me go with him) We walked out to get my bags, and at this point I still had a major headache and nausea, but tried my hardest to act perky. I saw my host mother when we entered the baggage claim holding a sign that said ALOA Keili. I thought to myself 'maybe I shouldn't tell her the spelling is wrong' and then realized I had to since I bought them Aloha mugs.. darn..

I will pick up where I left off don't you worry Mom, but tonight I sleep!