The train ride here was smooth, though a little unsettling. My first German speaking encounter was on the train with serveral customs and border patrol agents. I was unaware they did their checks on the train and was quite taken aback when the first person to speak German to me was a police officer asking for my passport.
Once in Freiburg I was met by a terrifically friendly crowd that had arranged everything for me, how splendid. I got my key and was off to my apartment. One of my roommates, Romy, greeted me at the door. She is wonderful. I'm very glad things randomly fell in line with her.
I still don't have internet in my room, but I'm working on it. My room, and apartment, is fantastic. The area is great, I'll elaborate once I have pictures to set my descriptions to. For now, the people of Freiburg are helpful and nice. :)
A few pictures of this forever full city. No matter where you are, no matter the time, you are surrounded by people. There are only trains and bikes in the city center. And people people people.
Hey Ben. I like your writing and your pictures. Do you know how old Freiburg is? Have you tried riding a bike on the cobblestone streets yet? It looks like a bumpy ride to me. Take care.
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