e first two days of traveling from Nashville to Braunschweig were simply awful. It started off fairly smoothly. I got from Nashville to Newark, New Jersey, without any problems. I met up with my fellow trip takers, all of whom were strangers. Apart from a few crying babies and a lack of beverages, the plane ride was uneventful. I even got three hours of sleep. But it was when we got to Germany that the trouble started. Once we got over to the terminal for our connecting flight in the Frankfurt Airport, we were told that our flight was canceled and they gave us train tickets to Hannover instead. After finding our luggage, which took much longer than it should have because of poor directions and missing bags, we had to find the train station. After wandering through a crowded maze of hallways and stairs, we finally found the subway which would bring us to the train station. When we got to the Frankfurt Train Station (see picture), we found out that the tickets they gave us had not seats on them. We would either have to find empty seats or sit on the floor. We sat on the floor. After the two and a half hours of guarding our luggage and our unair-conditioned spot in between two of the cars, we finally were able to escape the Hannover Train Station just to spend an hour searching for our bus. After the two hour bus ride, we finally got to Braunschweig where I met my host family. Even though the trip was miserable, it became an unforgettable memory over which our group bonded.
Friday, August 12, 2011
Das Alles Ist Braunschweig- The Trip There: Chris Habermann
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e first two days of traveling from Nashville to Braunschweig were simply awful. It started off fairly smoothly. I got from Nashville to Newark, New Jersey, without any problems. I met up with my fellow trip takers, all of whom were strangers. Apart from a few crying babies and a lack of beverages, the plane ride was uneventful. I even got three hours of sleep. But it was when we got to Germany that the trouble started. Once we got over to the terminal for our connecting flight in the Frankfurt Airport, we were told that our flight was canceled and they gave us train tickets to Hannover instead. After finding our luggage, which took much longer than it should have because of poor directions and missing bags, we had to find the train station. After wandering through a crowded maze of hallways and stairs, we finally found the subway which would bring us to the train station. When we got to the Frankfurt Train Station (see picture), we found out that the tickets they gave us had not seats on them. We would either have to find empty seats or sit on the floor. We sat on the floor. After the two and a half hours of guarding our luggage and our unair-conditioned spot in between two of the cars, we finally were able to escape the Hannover Train Station just to spend an hour searching for our bus. After the two hour bus ride, we finally got to Braunschweig where I met my host family. Even though the trip was miserable, it became an unforgettable memory over which our group bonded.
e first two days of traveling from Nashville to Braunschweig were simply awful. It started off fairly smoothly. I got from Nashville to Newark, New Jersey, without any problems. I met up with my fellow trip takers, all of whom were strangers. Apart from a few crying babies and a lack of beverages, the plane ride was uneventful. I even got three hours of sleep. But it was when we got to Germany that the trouble started. Once we got over to the terminal for our connecting flight in the Frankfurt Airport, we were told that our flight was canceled and they gave us train tickets to Hannover instead. After finding our luggage, which took much longer than it should have because of poor directions and missing bags, we had to find the train station. After wandering through a crowded maze of hallways and stairs, we finally found the subway which would bring us to the train station. When we got to the Frankfurt Train Station (see picture), we found out that the tickets they gave us had not seats on them. We would either have to find empty seats or sit on the floor. We sat on the floor. After the two and a half hours of guarding our luggage and our unair-conditioned spot in between two of the cars, we finally were able to escape the Hannover Train Station just to spend an hour searching for our bus. After the two hour bus ride, we finally got to Braunschweig where I met my host family. Even though the trip was miserable, it became an unforgettable memory over which our group bonded.
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