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Day 4: German Monotony

So far, I’ve been living a pretty simple life here in Dresden. Every day I wake up to the first rays of sun hitting my face at seven in the morning. It’s pretty annoying and I’m trying to fix it by designing some kind of blinds made from Lidl cardboard boxes.

When I wake up, I go straight to the bathroom to take a shower. There’s something I can’t get used to here: the shower head is at knee height. I think they do it to save water because you shower in an instant since you can’t stand under the water and you freeze. There’s no microwave in my house, so I heat up my milk in a saucepan, the old-fashioned way.

My house
My house

Then, at nine, I go to German class. My classmates are three Japanese, two Portuguese, one Russian, one Macedonian, and a Spanish girl. The teacher is German. These classes are pretty fun and I’m learning a lot. At 12:30, when class is over, we all go to the cafeteria. WE EAT AT 12:30!! The food is pretty good, especially the meat, which they grill. The only downside is they have a habit of putting kale in absolutely everything. It doesn’t matter if it’s a steak or macaroni.

My class
My class

In the afternoon, after a nap (a nap at 1:30 pm!), there’s always some activity planned, like excursions or German debates. If not, I take the opportunity to study for a while. That takes up the whole afternoon. At eight (which is like eleven at night in Spain), I have dinner. In Salamanca, I used to go to dinner very often at a place called "Don perrito" that was right below my house, it was very cheap and they also made delicious hamburgers; well, the day after I arrived I found its German equivalent: it's a döner kebab that is about 10 minutes from home and where they make really good kebabs, they're big and they're very cheap. Plus, it's the first time I've seen a döner where they make and bake their own dough for the kebab bread and the base of the Turkish pizzas. After dinner, there's just a bit of chatting with the people in the flat and... off to sleep!

Posted on 17 September 2005
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