Monday, December 19, 2011

No Place Like Home

Home is the best place to be at the end of a long day.  Saturday, after a short night's sleep, I woke up early to catch the train to Hamburg Airport.  My flight was a little late leaving Germany en route to Copenhägen, Denmark, but my travels weren't affected.  My layover in Copenhägen was plenty long enough (originally scheduled for around five hours).


Denmark is one of those countries, like Switzerland, who accept Euros in many places, but give change in their local currency.  I didn't change any money for just my layover, but ended up with a few Danish Krone in change from my relaxing lunch at the airport.  I made it through passport control and to my gate right on time for my originally scheduled boarding time.  I stress "originally scheduled" because, by the end, my flight from Copenhägen to Chicago was delayed almost two-and-a-half hours.  Thanks to the airports WiFi, I was able to let my family know of the delay, but sitting in the hallway (the gate was completely closed) got annoying by the end.

The "Expected" time kept getting later...
I wasn't able to sleep on the nine-hour flight across the Atlantic, so spent the time watching four in-flight movies (Harry Potter 7.2 and Get Smart in English; The Bourne Identity and Australia in German).  We made up a little time in the air, but still arrived late enough that O'Hare customs were operated by the smaller night-time shift.  Picking up my luggage and making it out to the arrivals lobby took almost two more hours.

Scandinavian Sunset
My grandma had come down for the weekend, to welcome me home and to see some of my brother's high school events.  I had gotten to talk with her on Skype late last week, so I knew she would be waiting with my family.  I was completely surprised to see my Michigan Tech roommate and his dad standing there as well.  They had driven three hours one way, then waited two more hours, just to spend a few minutes with me in the airport.  What a great way to be welcomed home!

With this post, the story of my life in Lüneburg draws to a close.  The past semester was truly amazing, filled with memories I will hold on to for the rest of my life.  I learned and saw so much, and there's so much more of Germany to experience!  That'll have to wait until next time, I guess.  Thanks for following along with my travels, and for supporting me during my time abroad.  As wonderful as life in Lüneburg was, and as fond as my memories are, there really is no place like home!

Friday, December 16, 2011

Auf Wiedersehen

Today was my last day in Lüneburg.  I spent most of it packing; I'm going home with more than I brought to Germany (wonder why...).  I cleaned up my room to get it ready for check out with my landlady.  This evening, I met one last time with my tandem partner to exchange Christmas gifts, and to thank him for his help with my German.  We spent some time at the Christmas market and in Mälzer.


Lüneburg also gave me something of a Christmas present: snow!  I'd been looking forward to it this entire holiday season, and it's finally here!  Not much is sticking now; morning might bring a white blanket, though.  Snow or not, morning is going to come really soon.  Giving myself plenty of time to navigate Hamburg Airport, check my bags, and go through security, I'm taking one of the first trains into the city.


Even as the Advent wreath on top of the Wasserturm (water tower) has been counting down the days until Christmas, it has shown how close my return to the States was becoming.  Well, now it's here.  This semester abroad has been absolutely wonderful, and I cannot say "Thank You" enough to everyone who made it possible!

Thursday, December 15, 2011

Meine Familie Hauschild

Well, I've come to the week of lasts and goodbyes.  Monday was my last day of the USAC program: my final exam for Intro to German Literature.  Afterwards, I went and celebrated with some friends and their landlords, as they were going to be leaving Lüneburg very soon.  It doesn't seem like it should be time for people to be going home already...


I, however, don't fly out until Saturday.  In the meantime, I was honored to visit the Hauschild family in Osnabrück one more time.  I owe them a big "Thank You" for opening their home to me again, and making me feel like one of the family!  Because I came in the middle of the week, everyone's days were busy with school or work.  I was still able to spend time with family in the evening.  Tuesday night, I helped Steffi and Carola with their English homework (after I remembered how!) and hopefully made their end-of-the-year exams/work a little easier.  The rest of the evening included a movie (German audio, English subtitles) with everyone and then a game with Frau Hauschild: Der Dativ ist dem Genitiv sein Tod (loosely, "The Dative is Death to the Genitve").  Based on a recent book by the same title, the game tests knowledge of proper German, covering grammar, word choice, and even common sayings.  It was educational for both of us!


Wednesday, after breakfast with Herr Hauschild, I got to spend over an hour playing the piano.  I hadn't been able to play since the last time I was in Osnabrück.  I watched another movie, Lord of the Rings: Return of the King (German audio and subtitles), before lunch.  Herr Hauschild made pork chops, noodles, and cauliflower (with bacon and cheese baked over it).   In the evening, I accompanied Frau Hauschild to mass at the Osnabrücker Dom (cathedral), a candle-lit Advent service where she was singing in the choir.  Our time in the city ended with Glühwein and other Christmas Market treats.  By the end of the movie that night, only Steffi, the cats, and I were still awake.


This morning, after breakfast with Steffi, she took me back to the train station and sent me on my way, sending a scarf, Plätzchen (Christmas cookies), and a wonderful Christmas card along for the holidays.  On the way back to Lüneburg, I used my layover in Hannover to look around the Christmas market there and pick up a few last gifts.  Back in my apartment, I guess it's time to start cleaning and packing for my next trip: home!

Sunday, December 11, 2011

All Good Things...



"It's that time of year" can mean a lot of different things: holiday celebrations, first snowfalls, final exams, and even goodbyes.  I guess you could call this weekend, my last in Germany (!), the beginning of the end.

Wednesday, after Star Trek with my tandem partner, was my last visit to Mäxx to watch Champions League soccer with friends.  Thursday was the last day of classes, and so we finished the Track II semester with a movie and home-baked snacks.  Friday, after my final exam for Composition II, I ate my last meal at the Mensa and turned in my card there.  I also received my final, graded review of my paper on German Holocaust Literature; it was really refreshing to see all my work on it pay off.

Photo Credit: Josh Lacey
Saturday morning, I was able to sleep in before I started cleaning up my room and packing up some of my textbooks, notes, and other papers.  In the afternoon, I went ice skating in Adendorf ("suburb" of Lüneburg to the north) with some friends.  The indoor rink, home to a small local hockey club, was open for skating, so we took advantage of both group and student discounts.  It had been a while since I'd been on ice skates, but everything went really smoothly, and everyone had a lot of fun.  The evening ended with Krosse Bratkartoffeln at Krone for dinner, as the farewell meal for one of my friends who left today.


Today was my last Sunday worshiping at St. Thomas in Lüneburg.  After the service, I was once more invited to spend the middle of the day with the Wilkens family.  This time, Herr and Frau Wilkens and I were joined by their daughter and her boyfriend for conversation, coffee (or tea), and a delicious meal.  Venison was accompanied by soup, brussel sprouts, green beans, red cabbage, potato dumplings, and peaches with cranberries.  Dessert was cherry yogurt, then plum cake and stollen (traditional German Christmas bread) a little while later.  I enjoyed meeting and talking with the younger couple, and spending a little more time with those who had helped me feel very welcome at church.


After skyping with my family and writing this post, it's off to bed for me.  I have one last final tomorrow afternoon, German Literature, and the studying part of this semester is officially over.  I don't know where the time went, but I've loved every minute that's flown by!

Sunday, December 4, 2011

Ex(Celle)nt

Celle (pronounced "Sell-ah") is easy to miss.  The train station, a stop between Uelzen (on the way to everywhere) and Hannover, isn't very impressive.  But beneath the ordinary appearance lies a colorful, 700-year-long history.  Saturday, the last USAC excursion of the semester took us to the quiet little town with a lot to say.

The Children's Christmas Market in front of the Schloss
Right away, we went as far back in history as possible.  We visited the Celler Schloss (castle), the oldest building in Celle, with parts dating to the late 13th Century.  Most of the castle's interior rooms have been recreated, as closely as possible, to look like they did when the royal family of Lower Saxony lived there.  The ornate Baroque rooms feature detailed stucco ceilings and silk-covered walls, but not very much furniture.  When the center of Lower Saxony government was moved to Hannover, the ruling family naturally took most of their furniture with them to their new residence. (Celle, having "lost" the government, was allowed to choose to become either a court or university town.  Still today, Celle is home to the Lower Saxony Supreme Court.)  Visitors must don slippers over their shoes to walk through the restored rooms.


Another exhibit housed in the castle are the rooms of the Danish Queen Caroline-Mathilde.  She was banished to Celle in 1772 by her brother (the King of England; the whole family was or was married to royalty).  The Danish king suffered from schizophrenia and required constant care, provided by one Dr. Struensee.  The doctor gradually assumed more and more control of the country, but went "too far" when he fathered Caroline-Mathilde's child.  Dr. Stuensee was beheaded, and the Queen was sent to Celle, permanently separated from here daughter.  The child was raised as a Danish princess, but was fully aware of who her real parents were.

Scale model of the Schloss, showing its mix of
Renaissance and Baroque styles (note the towers).

The most-impressive part of the castle is the chapel.  Famous for its large collection of original, early Protestant-era paintings (identified by their German text; before the Reformation, it would have been Latin), the chapel is the only church north of the Alps with perfectly preserved Renaissance furnishings. A ban on photography (flash or not) helps keep the chapel looking so impressive.

An ornately-decorated half-timbered school

The same guide who lead us through the palace continued our tour into the city.  Celle is similar to Lüneburg in that both cities have many well-preserved historical houses and building.  But while almost all of Lüneburg's architecture is Brick Gothic, Celle is filled with Fachwerkhäuser (half-timbered houses).  No two houses are built the same; each is ornamented or decorated differently, usually to reflect the profession of the original builder.  Celle showcases the differences between houses built in different eras.  For example, Renaissance houses feature their ornamental decoration on the beams and exposed timbers.  Some are decorated with fairy tale characters, some with secular proverbs, others with Scripture passages.  Baroque houses, on the other hand, have relatively plain timbers but very ornate doorways.  A trademark of all half-timbered houses is that their top story is larger than the bottom.  Taxes used to be charged based on the land used for building (i.e., the house's footprint).  It was in the best interest of a builder and owner to make the ground floor as small as practical, then gradually expand the upper floors to gain more living space.  Both styles, too, are almost always built with a plaster-covered brick wall facing the street, while the other walls are made from cheaper materials.  A extremely wealthy person was "stone rich," because they could afford to build all walls from brick.

Right to left: Half-timbered houses from the
16th, 17th, 18th, and 19th Centuries
We weren't able to go inside the Stadtkirche (City Church), due to a rehearsal for an Advent concert.  Nevertheless, we saw the 74.5-meter-tall tower from the outside.  Twice a day, a trumpeter climbs to the top and plays a fanfare in all for cardinal directions.  Like many churches, the Celler Stadtkirche has been renovated and rebuilt multiple times since its consecration in 1308.


Just south of the Stadtkirche is the Stechbahn, in modern times a square that hosts farmers' markets.  Formerly, the space was used for jousting tournaments.  A horseshoe set in the cobblestones marks the spot where Duke Otto der Großmütige died in a 1471.  Today, its purpose is cheery: wishes made when standing on the horseshoe are said to come true.


After saying a big thank you and goodbye to our tour guide, we had a some time to explore the Celle Weihnachtsmarkt (Christmas Market) on our own.  We didn't stay too long, because a warm, dry train sounded better to almost everyone than the cold rain we'd had all day.  Despite the weather, the beauty of Celle's history was not dampened, and we all left with big smiles.

Photo Credit: Maggie Yoder