As it stands, I will be about to land in Germany in exactly two weeks from now. While nothing has yet been packed into bags, list upon list has been made. One hopes that this will allow the packing process to be as easy as merely running down the list, pulling items in a methodical manner. Mentally and physically, I feel completely prepared for the trip. Linguistically, my German is still at the level of perhaps a five year-old (though I had previously said three-year old, whilst discussing this with a friend earlier today). The language barrier, of which there has been less and less in recent years, is something that will fall, and fall quickly, as I regain the skills in German that I once had, remembering both vocabulary and grammatical concepts.
This evening I was afraid that I had, in fact, lost something quite integral to my trip. Prior to meeting up with a friend for tea, I spent a frantic twenty minutes hunting through stacks of this, piles of that, and shelves of such-and-such. Ditto for events upon returning from my meeting. Queue wracking my brain. Queue more brain racking, as well as some frustration. This one small piece of gear was so integral to my entire trip! And yet, despite the import of the item, and helpful suggestions from my father, it appeared that it was not to be found. However, at last I have prevailed. No longer will I feel lost in areas both foreign and domestic, for I have it in my possession once again. Hopefully, I will not have to ever let it far from my sight. This time, I made sure to memorize its location.
What a relief to have my travel tea set again.
A couple of quick notes regarding this blog: From now until the time I arrive in Germany, new content will be scant. Regular posting will ensue upon arrival. The title of this blog comes from my hobby as a Disc Jockey and the location of near-future travels. “DJ nach Deutschland” … “DJ to Germany”
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