So, the morning was rather successful on saturday. I actually played a board game with Oma and the kids and pretty much understood all that was going on! The game was almost just like Sorry!, so understanding the game wasn't too hard, all I had to do was watch and listen carefully. It was nice to be able to do something with them and not just sit and watch.
Then it was time for our shopping trip to Stuttgart to get Ann-Katrin's new guitar. Because it was the saturday market, we had to park far away from the main shopping area in a Parkhaus (parking gargage) and go under the street to get to that side. What's really interesting is that on one side of the street is the beginning of a department store called Breuninger and you go under the street in a candy store-hallway and then into another part of the store. Apparently, there are four seperate buildings that are all connected with hallways and all the same store. Weird, eh?
So, back to the candy hallway....yes, it's a candy hallway. Not a store, but a hallway. Technically it's a candy store, but it's the hallway that leads from one of the buildings to another. It's very bright and they carry a ton of very out-there candies. Both Ann-Katrin and Jonathan got a bag of candy, but I will have to go back and explore that more when I have time to look at everything and take pictures! Breuninger has many different labels and expensive designers, like a usual department store, but they also have designer dirndls (the traditional dress from Southern Germany and Austria). They have ones made to look like peacock feathers and on and on. So cool....and expensive! If you go to their website (http://www.breuninger.com/) and click on the heart-shaped cookies on the right-hand side, you can kinda get the idea.
It was also the Weindorf festival in Stuttgart. They set up little restaurant after restaurant, in booths all decorated in wine harvest decor, all over the old walking-squares and they serve all different kinds of wine from around the Stuttgart area. Oh, and lots of food too. We ate lunch there and had Zwiebelkuchen (literally like a onion quiche). Then we went to the music shop and got the guitar and a pretty bright blue case for it. Then to the bookstore to get my German book. I tried to look at it ahead of time so that I could have an idea of what we are doing when class starts and, yeah, there's no English in the whole darn book. Hopefully the teachers speak English to begin with, otherwise, I'm pretty sure I'm in the wrong level! (: I have no clue where to even start!
Anette knows that I am in Interior Design school and have an interest for all sorts of those things, so she is always showing me things in their home and in books that are from famous Scandanavian designers. (Like her whole set of Arne Jacobsen #7 chairs in the dining room and so on.) She took me to an Interior Design shop in a big, fancy mall in Stuttgart called ikarus. They had some really neat, very modern design items from lighting to furniture to accessories. You can look, if you like, at their website www.ikarus.de (it's in German, but you can navigate by the pictures on the tabs, that's what I did!) In the "Suche" box, type bookworm. It's the coolest bookshelf that actually has clips to hold the books so that they go around in circles with the bookshelf. Okay, enough design talk. Other than eating dinner and being around at home here, that was pretty much it for saturday.
As for sunday, sunday's are boring! Haha. It's just that everything is closed on sunday. I guess that a few tourist things are open, but most things are not. It's actually controlled by the government here as a day of rest for everyone, so no one is allowed to work. Anette said that you aren't even allowed to remodel or work on your yard because it might make a bunch of noise and disturb your neighbors on their day of rest. So, we stayed home all day. But, I got unpacked the rest of the way and then Anette and I took a walk so that she could show me more of the area. So, I guess it was ok. Then waffles for dinner and a call home!
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