Erste Kontakte (First Contact)

as a quick side note, if my y's and z's get messed up it's because German keyboards are a slight bit different

And on with the stories:

Everything went very smooth on the flight. Beautiful weather for flying and KLM has very good food and service. I was quite impressed. I flew about 10 hours to Amsterdam where I had a two hour layover. And also this was the first place I used a European bathroom on this trip. It was exciting :) And to set the scene a little bit, you have to go down some stairs to get to the bathroom. The stalls here give you so much more privacy than American stalls. No kids or even old men could get under them! So, I'm there in my time-out room for a stall enjoying the toilet and I hear some ladies walking down the stairs, complaining that they have to walk down stairs to go to the bathroom (which projects images of overtly large women in my mind to be complaining about that). So then, a few guys in the bathroom say ''G** D***, go back to America!'' in some sort of Netherland-like accent. So at this point, I'm thanking God that the stalls were as big as they were. But after that it was back to just waiting out the time until I see Miria, my girlfriend.



Two hours or three hours later, I arrive at the Munich airport at about 11 o'clock in the morning. Now it's game time. Miria is somewhere in this airport and all that was seperating me from her was the baggage claim.... oh, and the fact that I needed to use my first German bathroom since the Feast. woo hoo! Nothing more calming than the toilet. Anyways, I now have my luggage and I walk through the doors expecting to see the beautiful face of an Austrian girl I know.... and I'm looking... and I'm walking around the airport (which is pretty small). There is only like two terminals that she could be looking for me (which is why she didn't know exactly where I was) and no one was at the other terminal. All right, so I walk back and as I do I see a faint figure in the distance (my eyes aren't the best) walking towards me. And as this figure gets closer I just hoped it was Miria cuz I was smiling pretty big and staring at this figure. But then I got a glimpse of her smile and I knew it was her. And while we were hugging this dude sitting a little ways off is looking at us and smiling.... hmm... little strange. She has a sign that says ''Welcome Mr. Texian'' (me being a Texan Mexican) with her and a shirt with our picture on it. But she was kinda late so it didn't work out the way she planned, lol. Then I meet her mom, we get ready and off we go to Austria.