I’ll have to keep it short today… but to tell you about last night in the Ratskellar!
I was invited earlier yesterday by a couple of fellow teachers to this event in the Ratskellar. The Ratskellar is this bar/restaurant underneath the Rathaus (or Town Hall, for the non-educated!).
Anyway, there was this guy there, and he was reciting poetry by Robert Gernhard, a famous poet from Germany, even though he was born in Estonia… but anyway…
His poetry was really good. I’m not a big fan of poetry, so it’s kind of difficult to categorise it. But it was comedy/parody poetry. I’ll try to find some of his work online, but I’m getting trouble so far, probably due to copyrights and such. But I may well get a book of his!
So, even though poetry isn’t my cup of Tee… I found it good! And the beer wasn’t expensive, either. Considering it was such a venue at the Ratskellar!
So… I have to go now! I’m making my way Süd to Rheinland-Pfalz for the weekend. Beer o’clock starts soon! Hehe
I shall be back soon!
Cheery bye! Aaron.
Thursday 30 October 2008
Tuesday 28 October 2008
Yr Un Cyntaf...
Well... the first post then (*for the second time!). Took me a while to get around to it, but I've been meaning to get one of these blog-type-thingies up and running for a while.
'tis good to express one's feelings and thoughts whenever.... back in the good ol' days there were diaries and oens. Now we have diaries and pens and computers! Wonders of technology, eh? Though it's only wonderful if it actually works.
So... why do I have a 'BlogSpot' and why is it in Welsh?
I'm not really sure why. I guess you can put it in a way, that I'd like to write (or type, I do both) what goes on in the li'l world of mine. I tend to do so when I have something on my mind (be it good or bad), or when I'm bored and have something to say. And it's in Welsh, because... I speak it!
I don't have a particular limit-plan to this post. As it's the first, I have a few things to mention. So it can go on... and on... maybe on a bit longer.
Anyway, moving swiftly on... (which seems to amuse a couple of Canadian friends of mine! I'll give them a mention later on!)
I'm writing this post... well, I don't think writing isn't the right way of saying it, since I'm not using a pen... and typing seems a bit too computerised... if that made sense. From now on, whenever I mean 'writing this post', I'll use... writing this post. Yeah... that'll just have to do. I couldn't think of any other word to use. And I'm not in the mood to do so, either!
So... I'll start again. I'm writing this post from the good ol' green pastures of Germany! I've been here now for... nearly 2 months. Which really has flown by... but during my time here, it's been über süper düper!
I'm staying in a town/city called Recklinghausen. It's not easy to say how big this place is. Because it's near Dortmund and such, it's in this urban sprawl called the Ruhrgebiet (which is a reminder of South Wales). So, all these towns and cities are basically joined together in a mass dense of a concrete jungle... connected by a maze of that legendendary bit of road called the Autobahn.
But Recklinghausen wasn't the first place I was at. For the first couple of days, from the first to the fourth of September, I was at a li'l place called Altenberg. I stayed in this converted monastery with nearly a 150 others who were about to do the same thing as me... which is to be an English language assistant at a Gymnasium. Well, a few even got posted to Realschulen. Both are different kinds of comprehensive/secondary schools here.
Anyway, I'll mention more about Altenberg...
The bells. Rang every morning at 7. Rang for about 10-15 minutes. And these bells were conveniently placed right next to our rooms. Charming. They were especially welcomed after a night on the Kölsch provided at the place.
The breakfast. No fry up. Just a bit of bread and cheese and cold ham. Also, there was cereal, which wasn’t the best, but only edible for a short period of time before becoming a resemblance of spew due to it being soggy.
The rest of the food during the day was weird. There was traditional German stuff. But the way they were served was screwed up. However, we survived, I guess. Though there were too many people there to notice who was missing and who was still standing.
But, even though the course was über intensive and tiring, it was really good. Especially the social part of it. Though were was a small limit of alcoholic beverages (we managed to drink the place dry every night)… we all got to have a good time there. Well, whoever I spoke to did, anyway.
But the course was too short and there were too many people there to get to know. But the ones who I did meet were (and still are) über great! I found that English people can actually have a sense of humour regarding many things… it’s even common amongst them to mock themselves and also the ‘upper class snobs’ who think OUTRAGEOUS is still a common word used nowadays. So not only us Welsh people get the Flak.
Also, I’ve met a few Canadians. Who are soo much fun! I actually spent last weekend with two of them… ‘twas actually awesomeness! Hopefully next weekend with them will be going good, too! And apparently they think the same about the Welsh, too. Hapus iawn!
But, in all… everything is great! And my car is still running, too. Back home, many people thought my car would never make it out here. But it did! Twice! I’m so proud of it. Even though it has seen better days, and not as in a fit state as it used to be, it’s still going strong! And I’m hoping it’ll last for much longer. Being my first and only car, I do get attached to it. It’s not worth much in value of money, but it’s priceless in sentimental value… and I couldn’t get rid of it, even if I wanted to or had to!
But this car of mine is a VW Golf Mark 3, with a 1.9 Diesel engine, and it’s green in colour, but with a black boot door. It’s done nearly 210,000 miles on the clock (which is really good for a car of any age and type). It’s been everywhere with me… a lot of places over Britain, and now all over Germany! Back home, especially amongst my friends at uni, it’s developed a legendary status! It could well be the only British car in Recklinghausen… but I’m not sure. I haven’t seen another yet!
And back to Germany… what am I doing here? First of all, I’m here for my year abroad during my time at Swansea uni. I study German (hence Germany), and at the moment I’m working at a Gymnasium (German school, not a fitness studio place). And this school is also great… the teachers and the pupils are really nice and good to work with!
So, with everything… I’ve been rather glücklich with it all.
Hopefully the next few months shall be the same! Or better. That’s always a good one.
Anyhoo… I reckon it’s time to go. Got a looong day tomorrow. And I’ve said enough already.
Hope you had fun! I certainly did…
Nos da pawb!
Aaron.
'tis good to express one's feelings and thoughts whenever.... back in the good ol' days there were diaries and oens. Now we have diaries and pens and computers! Wonders of technology, eh? Though it's only wonderful if it actually works.
So... why do I have a 'BlogSpot' and why is it in Welsh?
I'm not really sure why. I guess you can put it in a way, that I'd like to write (or type, I do both) what goes on in the li'l world of mine. I tend to do so when I have something on my mind (be it good or bad), or when I'm bored and have something to say. And it's in Welsh, because... I speak it!
I don't have a particular limit-plan to this post. As it's the first, I have a few things to mention. So it can go on... and on... maybe on a bit longer.
Anyway, moving swiftly on... (which seems to amuse a couple of Canadian friends of mine! I'll give them a mention later on!)
I'm writing this post... well, I don't think writing isn't the right way of saying it, since I'm not using a pen... and typing seems a bit too computerised... if that made sense. From now on, whenever I mean 'writing this post', I'll use... writing this post. Yeah... that'll just have to do. I couldn't think of any other word to use. And I'm not in the mood to do so, either!
So... I'll start again. I'm writing this post from the good ol' green pastures of Germany! I've been here now for... nearly 2 months. Which really has flown by... but during my time here, it's been über süper düper!
I'm staying in a town/city called Recklinghausen. It's not easy to say how big this place is. Because it's near Dortmund and such, it's in this urban sprawl called the Ruhrgebiet (which is a reminder of South Wales). So, all these towns and cities are basically joined together in a mass dense of a concrete jungle... connected by a maze of that legendendary bit of road called the Autobahn.
But Recklinghausen wasn't the first place I was at. For the first couple of days, from the first to the fourth of September, I was at a li'l place called Altenberg. I stayed in this converted monastery with nearly a 150 others who were about to do the same thing as me... which is to be an English language assistant at a Gymnasium. Well, a few even got posted to Realschulen. Both are different kinds of comprehensive/secondary schools here.
Anyway, I'll mention more about Altenberg...
The bells. Rang every morning at 7. Rang for about 10-15 minutes. And these bells were conveniently placed right next to our rooms. Charming. They were especially welcomed after a night on the Kölsch provided at the place.
The breakfast. No fry up. Just a bit of bread and cheese and cold ham. Also, there was cereal, which wasn’t the best, but only edible for a short period of time before becoming a resemblance of spew due to it being soggy.
The rest of the food during the day was weird. There was traditional German stuff. But the way they were served was screwed up. However, we survived, I guess. Though there were too many people there to notice who was missing and who was still standing.
But, even though the course was über intensive and tiring, it was really good. Especially the social part of it. Though were was a small limit of alcoholic beverages (we managed to drink the place dry every night)… we all got to have a good time there. Well, whoever I spoke to did, anyway.
But the course was too short and there were too many people there to get to know. But the ones who I did meet were (and still are) über great! I found that English people can actually have a sense of humour regarding many things… it’s even common amongst them to mock themselves and also the ‘upper class snobs’ who think OUTRAGEOUS is still a common word used nowadays. So not only us Welsh people get the Flak.
Also, I’ve met a few Canadians. Who are soo much fun! I actually spent last weekend with two of them… ‘twas actually awesomeness! Hopefully next weekend with them will be going good, too! And apparently they think the same about the Welsh, too. Hapus iawn!
But, in all… everything is great! And my car is still running, too. Back home, many people thought my car would never make it out here. But it did! Twice! I’m so proud of it. Even though it has seen better days, and not as in a fit state as it used to be, it’s still going strong! And I’m hoping it’ll last for much longer. Being my first and only car, I do get attached to it. It’s not worth much in value of money, but it’s priceless in sentimental value… and I couldn’t get rid of it, even if I wanted to or had to!
But this car of mine is a VW Golf Mark 3, with a 1.9 Diesel engine, and it’s green in colour, but with a black boot door. It’s done nearly 210,000 miles on the clock (which is really good for a car of any age and type). It’s been everywhere with me… a lot of places over Britain, and now all over Germany! Back home, especially amongst my friends at uni, it’s developed a legendary status! It could well be the only British car in Recklinghausen… but I’m not sure. I haven’t seen another yet!
And back to Germany… what am I doing here? First of all, I’m here for my year abroad during my time at Swansea uni. I study German (hence Germany), and at the moment I’m working at a Gymnasium (German school, not a fitness studio place). And this school is also great… the teachers and the pupils are really nice and good to work with!
So, with everything… I’ve been rather glücklich with it all.
Hopefully the next few months shall be the same! Or better. That’s always a good one.
Anyhoo… I reckon it’s time to go. Got a looong day tomorrow. And I’ve said enough already.
Hope you had fun! I certainly did…
Nos da pawb!
Aaron.
...where be it so?
Is it me? Or hasn't my first post been published yet??
It says scheduled, but as I'm new to this thing, I'm not sure what it really means.
I'm thinking it means that... I have to wait for it to be posted. But why??
Does my post go to some inbox of some random in an office at the other end of the world, just waiting to be veto-ed because of some 'security check'?
Sometimes, I wonder why they got rid of the carrier pigeon.
It says scheduled, but as I'm new to this thing, I'm not sure what it really means.
I'm thinking it means that... I have to wait for it to be posted. But why??
Does my post go to some inbox of some random in an office at the other end of the world, just waiting to be veto-ed because of some 'security check'?
Sometimes, I wonder why they got rid of the carrier pigeon.
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