29 April 2010; 15:23: I have a friend from high school who is currently living in München and one of her biggest complaints is how unfashionable the people there are. It’s all Abercrombie and Tommy Hilfiger up in that joint. Munich lives in a weird time warp where it’s constantly 2001 in a suburban mall. Disregarding the example above’s mini-backpack - and is that a butterfly clip?!, people in Hamburg are quite fashionable. There’s the sporadic Abercrombie, but it tends to stay on the younger kids, and even they are moving away from it. We recently held a party at the house and a 13 year old girl arrived wearing the most elegant Chanel short suit. Colour me impressed.
Challenge of the Day: If there’s one thing I hate in this world it’s grocery shopping. I sustain myself on rice cakes and yoghurt just so I don’t have to meander around a supermarket for an hour trying to find arugula. Cue me spending three hours in two different markets today because I couldn’t find “Quittengelee,” which from what I can tell is just some sort of orange-based jelly. Luckily for me an angel in the form of a mulleted (Dude. Mullets exist in Germany.) Edika worker to whom I could sputter my poorly accented “Entschuldigen. Haben Sie….this (pointing at list)?” came to my rescue.
German Word of the Day: Krank - sick, as in “Ich bin krank. Ich sterbe.” (“I am sick. I am dying.”) No, really. I’m pretty sure I am. brb downing my body weight in Vitamin C.
