German at Heart

March 07, 2016

I have a confession. I'm kind of obsessed with Germany. Let me tell you about it, sister (or as the Germans say, Schwester).

Check out those bangs.

To be fair, I'm kind of obsessed with all cultures, but Germany has a special place in my heart. It all started when little eighth grade McKay rebelliously decided to take German for her language requirement in school instead of Spanish (which is her mother's native tongue (I'm going to stop talking in third person now)).
If you know me, I am very much okay - I even enjoy - being different and standing out. I liked that there were only a couple of other people in my grade that took German with me, and that I got the opportunity to take it at the high school while I was still in middle school. It made me unique, and German culture was so different than Spanish culture, so I fell in love with having the opportunity to learn about traditions and foods so very different than my own.
Look how pretty it is though!
Typical to an eighth grade girl (and a college girl, but we'll talk about that another time), I found a boy band that I quickly and easily fell in love with. The greatest part about Tokio Hotel though was the fact that they were from - let's all say it in unison - Germany!!
I somehow convinced my parents that it was totally and completely necessary for me to be exposed to German culture by attending a very loud Tokio Hotel concert. I was in heaven. My father, to his dismay, somehow managed to get roped into being my chaperone. God bless him. This experience just furthered my desire to study and live all things German.
As I continued forth in my study of the German language, I found myself participating in (competitive) German folk dancing. Not only this, but I also ended up working at the German restaurant in my town.
I'm flying, it's fine.
Between my sophomore and junior year in High School, my parents gave me the amazing and priceless opportunity to be a foreign exchange student in Bavaria, which is arguably the best state in Germany (I know I'm biased just let me be). My father lived in Switzerland for two years speaking German, and my mother is a cultural guru and spoke German and loved the culture as well. I am forever grateful for having the opportunity to live, tour, and study in Germany for a month that summer.
I'm not gonna lie to you, if you ask me to speak German, I'll look at you like a deer in headlights and refuse to say anything. Unlike my polyglot mother and brother, I am awful at learning languages. But that doesn't prevent me from being any less willing to try!
Bavaria was the most beautiful place I had ever seen (and still is to this day). I know that it can be scary to think of visiting a place where English isn't the native language - and it is. Let me tell you - while in Germany, as a blonde white girl in a small town, people obviously assumed that I belonged there. There was one time where I somehow ended up separated from my group, and someone came up and started talking to me in German. I literally ran away. You think I'm joking? I'm not. I literally just turned around and ran. Smooth. Good thing is I'm not this awkward anymore (this is a joke because I have done similar things multiple times since then).
Freunde, please go to Germany. You won't regret it. Plus if you travel to Austria, you can traverse around where The Sound of Music was filmed. Also, do you know how many unicorn statues I saw in Germany? A lot, that's how many. 
Have I convinced you to go to Deutschland? Let a Schwester know in the comments.

So long, farewell, auf widersehen, yours truly,

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