Here I am, 'wieder'.

I am in a train, going back home after my German class of today (I took a photo of the railways by the way). It was very interesting. I was in a bad moment when a partner of Colombia spoke me in such a bad way just 'cause I had said that I found boring the Hitler's book Mein Kampf, and he answered that was just because my people were unable to understand it. I felt insulted and I have been a bit dissapointed until I met an old woman in the bus later and I discovered myself talking German with her because she could not speak english. That madame brightened my day.
There are some girls next to me laughing at something that I can't understand yet. I am watching the landscape trough the window. It is wonderful.

Architecture
Germany have a particular architecture, generally seen in the places it snow. Every roof is gabled, almost all are black and the walls of the houses are coated by a thin grey rock like the ones we use for covering the ground. That is really characteristic, at least in this area. All the buildings follow the same style, with a lot of thing in common. Everything seems to be dark, black or gray-toned (the frontages you can see in the photos are not so common), but overall it looks like really nice, the darkness of the architecture contrasts with the sky and the hills and gives to the region a charming appearence. I feel like I were within a fairy tale, or a movie like Harry Potter or Mary Poppins (there is some similarity between German and British way of building).
All houses have at least two floors, excluding the basement and the attic. I have seen houses of more than four floors, and the most of them have no elevators. I don't know how the elder people manage to go up and downstairs everyday.

Something about doors
Since the day I arrived I noticed something really strange about all the doors of the house: they remain closed all day long. I tought it was particular of my family, but I realized that here the Germans only warm the rooms they use. So, they have to close all doors just after passing through them.
Ok, there is another problem for foreign people like me we are not used to close the doors, even the entrance ones. I waited about 5 minutes near the toilet door because I thought there was someone inside. Then I remembered the fact we were only four people in the house, and everyone was downstairs. Actually there was no one in the bathroom and I could have been waiting there all my whole life. I asked to my German teacher how she knows if someone is inside, because I had been watching the Germans getting inside without knocking the door. She just said to me: 'Well, this is a key and it is used to'... and you know the rest of the sentence.

Keep in touch.

Santiago.

First impression.

Well, after four days living in Germany I decided to write a blog to narrate all the wanderings and adventures I have every day, and to show to you the analysis of the fascinating and ancient culture that is immersed in this country.

I arrived to the international airport of Frankfurt on a rainy and freezing day. It was Saturday and my new family was there, waiting for me, smiling, a bit nervous, a bit anxious, a bit excited about my arrival. We were talking for almost 5 months before, but that moment was strange... I didn't know how to greet them but they quicly hug me and said Hallo!!! Santi!!! I had lunch there, in the airport, with them, and talked for first time face to face. We laughed a lot. Then we droved home and I finally knew my new city, my new neighbourhood, my new house. It was great. I had not thought about the place I was going to live and when I arrived I tought it was a dream. Therefore I was so happy.

There were some moments I felt unconfortable, just because when you are between your people you realize what is the other feeling or thinking, or at least you suppose it, but in a totally different culture (like this), you can't guess what the people think, how they will react after a phrase or a movement, or simply if you will be educated behaving as your way. Despite this, my family have been always polite and truly trying to make me comfortable and remove my doubts. I have to say the are wonderful people, interested in learn as much as I. I am learning about them and the same thing happens to them. Every day I feel better than the previous, more adapted, more identified with my daily activities and the new language. The German course is great and I think I'm learning fast and soon I will be able to have a conversation all in German with my brother, for example, who is the person with whom I spoke more and whom I feel free to talk about everything. I am really looking forward that moment, because I think the language is now an obstacle to get involved into the society.

Maybe you are asking yourself why I am writing in English. Well, here is the answer. I am learning a new language, totally different to mine. The classes are taught in English. Every time I had contact to Spanish I lost the speech once I returned to English. So I want to release from the Spanish language just to help my improvement in German and my development in the German society (speaking better English and then even better German).

I had not time to miss my country yet. I guess that will come much later, and I know then I will be ready to handle it. Bye for now.

Santiago.