My New Job, New House, and New Love for Germany

Much has happened in the last few months. First of all, I was finally offered a job! I am a substitute teacher at an international school. It is what Germany calls a “mini job.” It means I can only make a certain amount of money each month, but the money isn’t taxed. As you can…

Winter in Deutschland

In November, my husband and I went on vacation to the Canary Islands. We left the island on a cloudless, gorgeous day, and arrived home to face the worst winter I’ve ever experienced. German winters are unbelievably brutal. The clouds are thick and un-moving and the cold is endless. I couldn’t have imagined such horrible…

This life isn’t for everyone.

I’ve wanted to write this post for a while now, but I was too afraid. I was afraid of what people might think if I told them how hard life is here. I didn’t want them to talk about me behind my back or feel sorry for me because they thought I made the wrong…

How to embarrass your German

I think most Americans understand that Europeans are generally much less prude than we are. Europeans approach sex as a very natural thing and it is talked about openly rather than in private and in hushed tones. And that thing that happens to women every 28 days… it’s natural, too. Men don’t make sounds like…

Trash made… simple???

“Which trash does this go in?” was a question I asked on almost a daily basis after first arriving in Germany. In the States, discarding of trash is a simple thing. If you don’t want it anymore, you throw it away. End of story. It all ends up in a large bag that gets picked up…

An American’s View On Socialism

As an American, I’m a little shameful of the fact that for a few brief moments, I actually entertained the idea that perhaps socialism wasn’t such a bad thing. Germans like it. They all have health care and, generally speaking, feel cared for by their government. Just like Americans rarely question democracy, Germans don’t really…

On June 17th my husband and I went to the Immigration Office so I could officially and legally let Germany know who I am, where I am, and why I’m here. After entering my information in the computer, the very nice man looked at my husband, spouted off some German, and my husband said to…

89 days later…

My flight landed in Germany 89 days, 17 hours, and 5 minutes ago. In two days, I’ll have been here for 3 months, and I find myself falling more in love with this country every single day. I know when Americans hear “Arkansas” they think of farmers, kissing cousins, and pregnant women who walk around barefoot…

Words That Will Never Again Cross My Mind or Lips

The national language of the United States of America is English, but in many parts of the country, a foreigner who didn’t know better might understandably think it was Spanish. When I encountered these Spanish speakers the States, I often found myself feeling frustrated and wanting to say to them, “If you’re going to be in…

Baby Changing Stations

My husband is originally from Landshut, Germany (Germany’s very own LA). Of the few places I’ve had the privilege of visiting in Germany, LA is by far my favorite. Their downtown includes cobblestone streets, shops, an ornate church, a castle, brightly-colored buildings, outdoor cafes, and throngs of people. Something happens to my heart when I…

To my friends and family…

Writing has always been therapeutic for me so I created this blog as a way to keep my friends and family back in the States apprised of the daily goings-on of German life. In the process, I’ve met other fascinating expats that I’ve been able to learn from or vent to. I haven’t shared my name…

How Eloise ended up in the ICU

While 2 hours away from home yesterday, my husband and I passed an ATU (the German version of an O’Reilly Auto Parts store with the addition of a garage and mechanic).  My husband said, “Oh, we just passed an ATU! Normally you need an appointment for an oil change, but do you want to see if they…