I arrived in Germany on the 9th of April to an unpleasant welcome from the skies. It was cold, dull and rainy and I couldn't find my luggage. What should have been the beginning of a three-month journey of bliss suddenly had a sour taste. I tried my best to compose myself and accept the fact that this particular airline was not known for losing passenger luggage. I was also impressed by the joyful nature with which they handled my complaint. They made me feel as if my bags were in the manager's car on their way to my first stop. Two days later, my bags were in my host's apartment in Marburg, unharmed and well-handled.
I have travelled a bit since then. I went from Marburg- Osthofen- Siegburg- Düren- Leverkusen- Soest- Haiger and am currently in Geldern. I will be in Gelnhausen and Fulda this weekend before I go on to Bielefeld. There are still many towns on my roughly-sketched travel plan but at least I understand what's written on it.
The most amazing thing so far has been the awesome welcome I received from all my hosts. I have eaten food that I can't pronounce, and I believe I am well on the way to adding more weight than I need. Perhaps I should remember where I put my jogging shoes when I get back home, I may need them. I have been given warm and comfortable accomodation, clean towels, hot showers, unending offers of coffee, great food, the chance to speak of my faith and my testimony through music and the incredible opportunity to make new friends. The journey continues, but so far, let's hear it for German hospitality.
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