Summer is here! (It's not...only spring....but, that is what Rolf has been saying ever since the sun finally decided to shine!) I was able to put away my heavy winter coat and my snow boots....I can wear heels again! I was becoming depressed having to always dress in so many layers as I trekked to and from the subway. Now that the sun is out I can wear colors again and all the clothes that I DIDN'T BRING WITH ME WHEN I MOVED.

I was so concerned about freezing my rear off that I failed to realize that eventually warm weather would come and I wouldn't have to fear that any longer. So, it's warm and I have 3 days worth of clothes for this kind of weather. I have had to ask my mom to mail me a lil bit of my wardrobe.....

I would just go shopping....Who wouldn't want to have a very good reason to purchase a new wardrobe? Well, I do have that reason, but not necessarily the funds. Ah, life.

So, I've been searching for jobs. I've had a couple of interviews, a couple of rejects. During my last interview, I met a girl from the States (which part?), California (me too!), in Orangevale (No way....). I would have liked to become friends, but she was also interviewing for the same position and at the same time as me. Yup. Group interview. It was the most challenging interview I have had so far......I realize that there are many more to come...but, it started out entirely in German and they put me on the spot to see how much German I could speak. I choked and I have no idea what actually came out of my mouth, but I know that it was not really a language. Oh well. Experience right?

The weather has been changing how I feel and how the city feels too I think. People are eating outside the cafe's, drinking more beer, and giving themselves reason to wear the traditional Dirndls. I got one myself! Rolf and I were in the store browsing the options and he was laughing because I was lecturing him about what was traditionally German and what was not. This is all in preparation to become a professional beer drinker. When in Rome......

We walked through the park on Sunday afternoon with some friends where I was able to get more of a feel for German culture. Good weather makes for good Germans.
Maybe good weather also makes for good German speaking abilities. I'm still studying, five days per week and three hours per day. I can read and write much better than I am able to listen and speak which is frustrating. I have been pressuring myself about where I think I need to be in terms of proficiency, but Rolf continues to remind me that it's only been two months and going on three. I feel edgy.

That feeling fades by the weekend when Rolf and I go salsa dancing. We have found places to tear up dance floors, but we have not been able to find a decent place for climbing. My arms are getting weak! So our new ambition for a hobby is rollerblading. I remember the last time I was on skates. I fell. In front of my university. At 5pm on a Thursday. On my butt. One lady's reaction: At least you fell gracefully. Sweet. Rolf says that I will need knee pads, wrist guards, elbow pads, a helmet, insurance, and a mouth guard. Sooo Munich.Overall, things are looking up and smoothing out. We have completely moved into our place. The boxes are unpacked, Rolf has his poster map of America taped on the wall, and I put a bowl of oranges on the table. We have a huge balcony that overlooks a little stream, the hills, AND the Paulaner brewery. Our neighborhood smells like hops. How many people can say that????