Slowly but surely, I'm getting this blog up to date... Now I'm writing about Sunday, August 3 - the second half of my first weekend in Germany.
My day started quite early thanks to the incessant ringing of church bells right outside my window at 8:30 am (which is pretty early for a non-morning person). The church responsible for the racket isn't even particularly old or historical (by European standards - it's about 60 years old, which would make it a monument in L.A.), so I may still be a bit bitter.
Sarah, the other program participant living with my host family, and I live way out in a northern part of the city called Longerich. It feels like a suburb but is still within the city limits of Cologne. After a walk to the station and a quick train ride, we were in the center of the city, where we met up with some friends and explored our new stomping grounds.
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My day started quite early thanks to the incessant ringing of church bells right outside my window at 8:30 am (which is pretty early for a non-morning person). The church responsible for the racket isn't even particularly old or historical (by European standards - it's about 60 years old, which would make it a monument in L.A.), so I may still be a bit bitter.
Sarah, the other program participant living with my host family, and I live way out in a northern part of the city called Longerich. It feels like a suburb but is still within the city limits of Cologne. After a walk to the station and a quick train ride, we were in the center of the city, where we met up with some friends and explored our new stomping grounds.
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The exterior of the Cologne cathedral, which has fast become one of my most favorite buildings |