Month: July 2016

Lasts pt. 2

This is it. The last one. I would like to take a minute to thank you for reading this, because without you (you specifically. I’m not making a broad pandering to any rando that clicks the link to the blog post…. or am I?) I wouldn’t have felt like I was even writing for anyone, and then I would have done an incredibly terrible job of documenting my summer abroad, so thanks for the constant pressure to not write like an idiot.

My last work week in Berlin proved to be a lot different from what I would have expected it to be. I initially imagined my last week to be full of Berlin exploring, and revisiting all of my favorite places. What actually happened was I ate some garlic sauce that had been sitting out for a month and I got food poisoning which esssentially shut me down for a couple of days. (Sidenote: Never let me cook for you)

As frustrating as it was to fall ill during my last week in Berlin, it helped me realize how I was already so incredibly fortunate to even have experienced Berlin in the first place, and that not being able to revisit Berlin’s greatest hits for a few days is certainly not the worst thing that could have happened during my last week. While our last days in Berlin were sad, I can’t say that I’m not happy to be coming home. There’s just something about not being able to chant “USA USA USA” as a joke that makes me miss the states (Another sidenote: I also miss my friends, family, american customs, yada yada yada)

I am so grateful that I was able to be able to experience all that I have this summer, and if there’s only one thing I can take away after this whole experience, it’s that this goodbye to Europe is not going to be permanent.

Peace out forever,

Adam “I can’t believe I pretended to be an adult for 3 months” Hayes

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Lasts pt. 1

Hello and welcome to the home stretch of my internship experience abroad. After a summer full of firsts (first time visiting Europe, first time flying alone, first time maintaining a blog whose quality is variable at best, etc), it is incredibly strange to think about … Continue reading Lasts pt. 1

Analyis : Personal Experiences (6/6)

We made it!!! The last non-journal blog post has arrived, and let me tell you that this one is certain to be interesting stuff. This week, I’m going to discuss personal experiences and issues that I have encountered while being, what Kelly jokingly says whenever we are out with coworkers, a “fat dumb American” abroad.

Looking at Germany and German culture broadly, I would be hard pressed to say that there were any major differences (outside of language, of course) between Germany and the United States, but there are about a hundred thousand tiny things that are done differently here than back home.

One of the biggest things that I have noticed that has affected my interactions with Germans is how much more emotive I am during conversations compared to them. During any given department meeting that I have atteneded, there could be anger, jokes, or excitement about a project, and even though I have some sizable experience with the German language, it all goes over my head and I am often struggling to gauge what level of seriousness the current conversation is taking place at.

With the concept of foreigners (read: me) I haven’t really experienced a situation in Germany where I’ve been met with disdain or apprehension when people find out that I am an American (France, though? Completely different story). I think it’s because I don’t really embody the international American stereotype as I have come to understand it. Once, when spending the evening with coworkers, I was talking about my German skills, and I was trying to downplay it because I didn’t want to come off as being overconfident and show-offy, and when I explained that to Kelly’s boss, she responded with “You’re an American, you’re supposed to be overconfident!”. The exchange was all joking, but there is a valid point that exists under the humor.

Overall, the biggest difference between living and working here and at home is that I feel like I’m an actual adult, because the age of reaching full adulthood is usually gauged as the moment you can drink in a bar. It feels like there is less of a divide between youth and maturity, and it is much different from college culture in America.

I’m so happy that I have been able to spend my summer in this country, and I know that I’m going to miss it all so much once I return home. There are things I both love and hate about living in Europe, but I’m incredibly grateful to have been along for the ride. The biggest lesson I have learned while abroad? Get lernt before turnt.

Thank you and goodnight,

Adam “I’m so lernt right now it’s crazy” Hayes