Landed safely with all my luggage. Phew! One of my greatest fears is losing my luggage into the oblivion of foreign airports. I start sweating at the thought of being in some rogue, small airport where no one speaks English, and after an hour of watching the luggage carousel go round and round with nothing new spewing out, I go to the Baggage Claim desk and no one is there because it is after hours OR some one is there and is apathetic and/or doesn’t speak a lick of English and all I can do is cry to no avail and the end. Gone. My favorite jeans, trusty undershirts, $30.00 bronzer!, everything. What a helpless feeling that must be. Or maybe it’s just an alarming sign that I am too emotionally attached to material things and when I lose control of situations I freak the f out. Either way, it’s a huge fear and one that THANK GOD has not become a reality yet.
Back to reality. Robert picked me up at the airport, finding me with hair slicked to my forehead and sweat down my back completely soaked through my grey t-shirt. No matter what, I always end up a flustered mess at the exit of customs. The strap to one of my luggages broke and after fighting with one of those push carts to gather my belongings, I managed to load everything up and make it through customs without being hastily body or bag checked (both have happened before).
Seeing Robert after 12 weeks apart is like a huge exhale. My life instantly feels realigned and the world isn’t such a scary place. I know that sounds dramatic, but really that’s how our relationship has been the last year and a half. Extremely high highs, and well, some lows. Now being so close, with me in Florence and Robert finishing his last year of Graduate School for Architecture in Munich, we are both just so excited to feel like a real couple (as real as living in 2 different countries – but same continent! – can feel). I should insert here the story of how we met, but will save that gem for a rainy day.
Onward. So Rob and I get to Casa de Schneider and spend the next day with his parents, eating insanely good bread, my favorite local Leutenbach honey and just basking in the wonderful hospitality of his family.
After visiting his parents, Rob and I headed to Munich. I love this city because it’s clean, people are well dressed (without being intimidating like in Paris where I felt that everyone walked around pretending not to look at each other but were actually sizing you up and down behind their dark sunglasses), there’s great museums and galleries, nice restaurants and the best mode of transportation is by bike – what’s not to love! We spent an afternoon by a lake followed by a relaxing din at a biergarten overlooking the water.
Some food pics:
Some more food pics:
And that’s all aus Deutschland for now. Rob and I just arrived to Florence yesterday and I will soon post an update of our first day adventures, including cameo appearances from my father and Uncle Dominick!