I have decided that I am in love with rolling hills. Hills blanketed with all sorts of things. From dense forests to simple green pastures to little towns neatly tucked away in the folds, they are simply beautiful.
Why am I talking about rolling hills you ask? Well, simply because I am starring at them right now. I am currently on a train headed back to my lovely home away from home, Düsseldorf, and the window to my right is providing a most interesting view of the German country side.
In the distance I am almost positive I am watching snow gracefully fall (Either it is snow or really slow falling rain that wonders rather than falling in its usual straight path to the ground). Though the clouds have control of the sky today, the sun makes sure its presence is known. In scattered places the sun’s rays can clearly be seen shining through. I like it when that happens. It gives a gloomy day character.
The whole reason for this journey was to take my dad to the airport. We hoped on a train at 5:30 this morning to send him back to the states. For those that do not know, my dad and sister flew in last Monday (march 10th) to spend spring break here. And that is where my story begins.
The public transportation in
Normally the strikes are just local. Meaning the national trains still run. Though they are not much help to us students because we have to take a local train to get to the station with the national trains, but if you so desire to walk then you can catch one and go from city to city.
Well, the week before my dad and sister arrived, we got word about a national strike soon to happen. And wouldn’t you know, that strike landed on the day my family was to arrive. Meaning, when they flew into
Thats when Julie (my missionary friend) decided we would drive and pick them up. Of course telling them this would take all the fun out of things. So when they boarded the plane they were expecting to arrive in
After finding their gate and the perfect place to stand so that we were just out of sight, we waited. Finally after watching several flights arrive and passengers leave, my dad and sister appeared through the gate doors. Ohh man was I excited to see them! But I remained calm and tried to come up with the best way to make our presence known. It was quite exciting!
Their first task after getting to the airport was to call me and let me know they were there, so they were supposed to be heading towards a pay phone. But they passed a few. So as I stalked behind them for a while I decided to walk up next to dad.
After a few steps and him not catching on, I decided to inform him that the pink T-Moble signs were in fact pay phones. At this point they both gasped and stopped dead in their tracks. Becca who was ahead a bit quickly turned around to look with her mouth hanging down to the floor. It was priceless!!
Once we loaded up the car, we set off to show them a bit of
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After the River, we took them to Köln and showed them the Cathedral. I think they really enjoyed it. The weather in Köln was pretty bad, but we stayed in the Cathedral the whole time so I think it worked out. After eating lunch and introducing dad to wiener schnitzel, we headed back to our final destination of the day, Düsseldorf.
The rest of the week’s story is soon to come…
Here are just a few pics
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1 comment:
Great pics hope you have more take care Charlie
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