wednesday night at 10:30...
i'm running on about 2/4 hours of sleep (hardly anything sleep even on the 9-hours plane ride... i think i got two hours on the bus today...) since waking up at 8:30am central time on monday morning, it's 3:30 on wednesday there i believe...
my thoughts may be jumbled and not flowing yet great scot my eyes wish to fall...
i love flying...
the lifting off the ground, especially fast take-offs... it's like a roller coaster without the drop, that i could do.
seeing the ground fall away...
and when the plane banks and all you can see out the window is blue... or when the plane banks the other direction and you're hovering over the ground...
seeing the appalacians last night was wonderful, being among the clouds...
and then...
this morning, i looked out my window and knew that i could not sleep anylonger.
a bright sliver of orange was on the horizon... and the stars above it were so clear, so clear indeed...
seeing the sunrise above the clouds, seeing the sunlight orchestrated from the starlight...
need i say more?
suppose i''m too tired to say much more anyhow...
oh dear, i really do need to go to sleep...
the typography of the clouds, seeing Ireland and its illuminated cites still shrouded in night while above the thick clouds the sky was clear and blue, looking far up you could still see the dark night and bright stars yet it was certain that morning had arrived.
as we flew over England, then France, and finaly seeing the beautiful villages that are spaced out along country roads and amidst hills i realized that 14 hours earlier i was in kansas.
Kansas!
that isn't a lot of time in the grand scheme of things...
it's amazing how small we are making the world.
perhaps wonder lies in remembering how small we are...
no, no, not how small we are...
how big everything else is.
i was hoping for an epiphany of 'GREAT SCOT, I'M IN GERMANY!' yet as we landed that didn't happen...
i suppose i'm such a mellow type person (no sleep in 30/40some odd hours didn't help) that doesn't happen...
i almost wished it would...
but perhaps things coming naturally and going with the flow is good aswell.
i'm wishing that i knew German...
i'm not saying this because i feel that i MUST know what people are talking about around me, but just so i could experience another culture, understand... i can't word it right today...
once upon a time i had a large German vocabulary...
i was a ridiculous nerd in fifth grade that toted about a german dictionary. i hadn't much clue on pronunciation yet i could recognize a lot of words...
hm, i'll wager that ridiculous fifth grader had no idea she would go to germany years down the road...
the airport was wonderful, the trams went outside and the bright day woke my up indeed...
well kind of, my eyes cry for sleep even if i am awake...
stopped at a fast food place along the autobahn, it was a rest/truck stop and it was so clean... so clean! you could breathe the air, flowers plnted everywhere...
frankfurt is so spacious, if all urban cities were like that i could live in the much easier. fields, trees, open spaces, walking paths... great scot, these people don't conquer nature they live with it! it's wonderful...
we stopped at an old town and walked about for a bit... beautiful... this one catholic church was amazing, the melding of old and new, the medievil paintings...
the couple we're staying with took the other girl they're hosting and i to their favorite place to eat, just a house that someone lives at, they cook food, seat you in their back yard or inside... it's a 'gast-haus'
time is very polychronic, so it oculd take hours to order and get your food and such...
the food is quite wonderful...
mm, melted sheep's cheese on toast...
the amazing german cranberries...
that mix of olive oil, rosemary, feta cheese and peppers on brown bread...
onion soup...
onion soup mixed with the olive oil stuff...
schnitzel covered with ham and cheese...
warm plum crepes...
a shot of schnaps after...
okay, i didn't have that.
but they did give me and the other girl coca-cola in a similar long-stem shot glass for beer so that we could participate in the traditional after-dinner traditions with them.
i could elaborate more upon everything...
but i must get up in seven hours...
oh great scot...
just felt i had to put it down so i would remember it regardless.
oh great scot, coming through the clouds as we were landing this morning...
haha, Lord, so alive...
so real...
i will be too.
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