Tuesday, July 24, 2007
I've met someone. I'm not sure how to spell her name but in my head it is Guterine. She lives across the street from us, is 67 years old and I'm fairly certain has never met a stranger. We first met her in passing on the trail one evening while out walking/jogging (me walking/Steve jogging). I bumped into her again the next day and I guess you could say we've been friends ever since. She goes to the local pool every day during the summer (for actual exercise, not sunbathing) and invited me to join her. We communicate using a hybrid of broken English, VERY broken German, and hand signals. You'd be surprised.....it works quite well. :) She took me into town the other day and gave me a walking tour of Heppenheim, showing me every shop and telling me where to go and where not to go. The best part was that I was able to use her German to brave the place I have been most afraid of.......the butcher shop. We stopped and I fumbled through buying a couple of sausages and pork chops but mostly I was able to scope the place out. Now I know that I need to go in there fully prepared to speak zero English and attempt to order one of the MANY available varieties of schweinefleisch. Is it just me or does that word look a little too much like "swine flesh"? I think "pork" sounds much more appetizing but I'm afraid it won't get me very far.
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