What a week it’s been! I’m writing to you from Germany, it’s my fifth day here, two more nights and I go home, I can’t wait.
That’s not to say I haven’t enjoyed my time in Mannheim, I really have. Mannheim is a really wonderful, beautiful city, right by two rivers, and I’ve always been fond of being by water. It’s quite a small city too, so it’s easy to get around, and the people here seem quite friendly. Mannheim just isn’t Manchester, it isn’t Salford, it isn’t home, and this week has been one full of mixed emotions.
Perhaps the hardest thing about being in a foreign country when you’re not confident in speaking the language is that it makes even the simplest tasks really difficult. This can be a frustrating and, as I found out, an upsetting experience. My German failed me on Thursday and it made me cry, I spent all of Friday morning ill.
The weekend was altogether brighter, both in terms of the weather and my spirits. I made a mexican friend, who I found out will be studying in Mannheim from now until January, and I also had a lot of fun walking around and getting to know my new city, which has been really important in terms of making me more confident about the six months I will be spending here.
I’ve seen three rooms in total this week, the two which I’d prearranged before I went away and one other. The first room was unfurnished, and unfortunately, as I later found out, I can’t really afford to furnish it. The second one was furnished but the bed was broken. The third and final viewing I’ve been to has been the best so far, and the room was pretty much ideal, the only two faults being the low ceiling and low door. (It’s a loft room.) The room is also a little bit small but that doesn’t bother me. My potential flatmates are all really nice people as well, so now I just have to see if they like me enough to offer me the room, as they have a couple more people wanting to view it.
Finding a room in Mannheim has been really hard, you’ll know this already if you’ve read my previous entries. The main problem is that most of the rooms are unfurnished, which, as I explained before, makes them unsuitable for me. I got incredibly stressed yesterday night when it just felt like there was no hope whatsoever for me to find a room. Work is helping me find somewhere to live now, they have been doing for a while now, but their having the same problems as me.
I’m just going to have to hope those people liked me, they seemed to, and if not I’ll just have to keep looking and searching until something comes up, the youth hostel will be alright to live in for a few days. I find out whether I’ve got this room on Wednesday, so by next week you’ll know what has happened.
Until then,
Sarah.
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Sarah on
02/08/2010 at
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