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So my in my time here in Germany, all expectations have not been met. Also before I explain myself IF YOU’RE READING THIS SEND TWO ORDERS OF BUTTER CHICKEN FROM TAMARIND. So in the time before Hochschule orientation and the end of the German intensive course we had a Friday-Tuesday break, Hochschule orientation would start Wednesday and classes would start on the following Monday. I realized, that much like the sun here in Germany my time to be outside and shine would be gone. Therefore I took one last trip to Stuttgart, I live an one hour train ride from one of the most popular German cities and have only been there a total of three times depressing I know, I did some homework to find something I miss from Florida and do some cool things in my final hours. So I decided to get Korean food, if you’re still reading this I recommend Shin Jung Korean Restaurant on Colonial it’s absolutely fire, I somewhat understood the German Google reviews, and decided to give this restaurant a try. But I was wrong the meat wasn’t properly seasoned, Germans don’t eat rice therefore these Koreans didn’t season or kept the rice warm, and Soju was probably made in North Korea. But hey if you’re a Korean living here in Germany you’ll most likely not eat Restaurant Korean food, therefore most of you’re clientele will be exclusively German, so all respect to the Koreans selling over priced Korean food in Stuttgart to Germans who don’t know a single thing about properly made rice.
So back to the topic f the last few days of relaxation before Hochschule I also went on a “hike” up a “mountain” here in the “German alps,” the moderately priced and not nearly pristine version of the Swiss Alps. The view of the city was nice, but here in Hochschule the sun doesn’t want to shine so you really couldn’t see the tremendous view German Giselda said it was.
So other things happened in these days, but I want to talk about Hochschule orientation in this letter. Remember when you were a freshmen and by the time you arrived at Rollins you knew what classes you were in, and what RCC you were in, and where to go and where to be, and the school really helped you out to figure that out. Then a little later on into your Rollins carrier you would complain about how they babied you into everything, and how everything was basically on a blue and yellow platter. Well be grateful for that, and if you’re not come over to Hochschule, and see if you survive. This is not a complaint, just an observation that n one here didn’t know what class to go to Monday until the Sunday before hand. I’m going to stop writing, because I passed the 400 word count limit.