Rain, rain, go away

The first day I got to Munich it was beautiful. As jet lagged as we were, Conny and I managed to make it to a nearby beer garden which sits beside a peaceful pond for a cool drink. We sat on the edge of the water and fed the adorable little German baby ducks bits from our huge pretzel. The ducks even quacked with a German accent. It was a gorgeous day, almost too hot, and a little humid, but lovely.

Since then, the weather has gotten progressively more overcast, cooler, and with more rain. We even got trapped in the car for five minutes while a torrential thunderstorm raged outside. I thought the car was going to float away. I mean, it's a pretty small car after all.

Today it's been pretty much raining all day. It's starting to taper off a bit, which is a happy coincidence, since we're about to head out and meet some friends for a night on the town. The cooler weather allows me to shamelessly slide into the leather pants to strut my American stuff. Too bad I didn't bring the PVC pants, though, since they are better in bad weather...

Between adjusting to the time difference, and the dark skies, Conny and I have managed to clock a lot of indoor time. This is not a bad thing. I think I could be happy being trapped in an elevator with Conny. Well, maybe trapped in an elevator with a good Internet connection and we both had our laptops with us. I could be happy then. Oh, and let's have some snacks and drinks in the elevator too. And a bathroom wouldn't hurt. A bed would be good, too. Hopefully the elevator won't have bad music, either, or I'd get pretty irritable. So all I need is her, and all that other stuff. I'm pretty easy.

We've been enjoying a bit of Clan Lord together too, which is a definitely a fun diversion. The game is a helluva a lot more engaging when you've got a clan mate sitting right next to you. It also has some distinct tactical advantages as well. I've learned that too much money hunting makes you anti-social, and I managed to be a rude wanker on a hunt, even pissing off Shepherd in the process. When it comes to Clan Lord, I'll admit my weakness is I tend to be a bit impatient. There's lots I like about the game, but there's a few things I don't like, and I generally try to play to maximize the former while minimizing the latter. Sometimes, though, I just get rude in the process. Lesson to self when playing Clan Lord: ease up a bit.

It's not all indoor fun and games here, though. We have managed to get out a bit to see people. Conny has been trying to teach me a little bit of German, and since language almost always comes up when we meet people, she enjoys getting me to perform for others.

"Tell them some of the words you learned," she'll say.

Now she's spent time teaching me a bunch of words. Like at breakfast, she'll point to stuff at the table, and tell me the word. I'll repeat it back to her. We'll do this a couple of times. For the next five minutes, I know those words. Then, poof. My brain is a sieve, what can I say? So here I am, in front of this person who's expecting some sort of impressive demonstration of his or her native tongue from the stupid American.

"Come on. What words have you learned?"

I say the most appropriate thing I can think of. "Scheiße."

It usually ends the demonstration.
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