The Great White North

Here’s what I miss when I am in Germany.

Konbanwa

Well I’m not sure if anyone’s still reading but I felt like sending my Japanese-learning process out into the void of the Internet. I’m learning some in preparation for my trip to Japan next year. So I have gone through Hiragana and Katakana (storing the latter one in the back of my mind, where it

Calling Canadians

I just got off the phone with Mountain Equipment Co-op. I was inquiring about renting cross country skis at some point during the Christmas break. Every time I call some store or support line in Canada, I am always happy to hear the friendly Canadian on the other end. It’s like a breath of fresh

365

So I recorded about 365 km of walking on my entire trip. That doesn’t include all walking, of course. I don’t track much under 1 km and I obviously never track indoors. Anyway, from the 28th to the 28th, that’s 31 days, meaning I walked an average of 12 km per day. Not too shabby.

Everything works out

Well here I was, bored out of my tree, thinking the train would never end, when the worst happens: the train drove over something and came to a halt! The man across from me keenly observed the obvious in the way only a German can, das kann nicht gut sein, as smoke or dust followed the loud

The trip must not end

Well our train ran over something on the way home. Now the train is broken. After half an hour of sitting around, they have informed us that we will limp back to the previous station and will have to take other trains. It’s going to be a late night. Ah, complaining about train delays. I

Haribo

I got in much better shape over this last month. Good thing there was time to stop at the Rewe. Candy explosion.

Über alles

As I am sending this, I have made it back to Germany and have 3G Internet again. Hurray! The trip from Prague to Germany was beautiful. We followed a nice river the whole way, which was dotted with colourful houses and green hills. It would be quite wonderful to come canoeing on this river, I

So Czech people are like Germans

Rude! I returned to that delicious restaurant because the pizza looked fantastic and asked politely if it was possible to get tap water. What followed was certainly the loudest sigh I have ever heard. The woman was utterly disgusted with my question. Gee, sorry I don’t want to pay for your idiot pretend water from

Praguemattic

This is a world class city! It feels a lot like what I’d imagine Germany looked like, before they started a war and got their country burned down. From the moment I got off the train until today, I’ve been awed by the architecture and scenery. Prague manages to keep a lot of green and