I thought for a while that I was going to get through this entire year wwithout getting sick. But here I am, the third weekend of March, and I’m I can’t seem to rid myself of this cold. While being sick is never particularly pleasant, this particular time is more annoying than usual because of the circumstances surrounding my illness. Namely that ‘m leaving Germany in three months and spending any of that time being sick is NOT what I wanted to do.
IThis weekend, I was supposed to be with my jazz band in Neubrandenburg at a jazz workshop where bands from all over Northern Germany as well as a couple from other countries get together fro three days and play a ton of music. Two hour rehearsals followed by thirty to sixty minute long breaks for lunch or coffee (recall my admiration for the German tradition of four o’clock coffee). i’m trying not to dwell on the fact that I’m lying in my bed instead of playing in a concert right now, but it’s, well, to put it in German ärgerlich.
Instead of dwelling on twhat I’m missing, I’ll look at what’s coming up in the next few weeks of my life. Next weekend is a concert for Blasorchester (my oompapa march band) which I’m very excited about, not only because there hasn’t been one since Christmas, but because I am playing a duet. Andrew and I were asked by the director if we would be so kind as to play something just the two of us to draw attention to the fact that we are the two American exchange students and that we are playing with them. We eagerly accepted this offer. Thanks to my dear grandfather who (like Andrew) plays trombone, we found a duet. Only problem was that the music had piano accompaniment and sounded weird when just the two of us played. Solution? Jazz band director offers to write the piano part out for a french horn, tuba, and trumpet, so we can have friends who are also in the band play with us and make it into a quintet (a really cool sounding quintet, if I do say so myself).
Speaking of Blasorchester, I don’t know if I’ve already mentioned this at some point before, but I LOVE that band. Everyone has been so welcoming to Andrew and me, I feel like a special guest the whole time. I’ve been given a mug, a jacket, and a calendar. These are things the band normally sells. But because I’m me (or something) I get them all for free. That’s really just the tangible part of why I like it so much, though. Everyone who is in the band has been so nice, as well. About half the people in the band are kids between age thirteen and fifteen who go to the school right across the way, and the rest are adults. For the majority of the time I spend my time with the kids. From the first time I started playing, I felt like I was meant to be a part of the band. It’s weird how you get feelings like that sometimes, but I’m just HAPPY when I’m there for some reason. Difficult to describe exactly, but I think I’ve expressed my happiness with the situation. When I think about what I’m going to miss when I’m back home, Blasorchester is definitely in the top three things. It makes me sad to think I’m only going to have practice there every Thursday for a couple more months.
Anyway, back on topic. The weekend after next is still a bit up in the air (Denmark? Concert? Go to eat Mexican food? Other?) There have been a bunch of suggestions, and I’m still in the process of planning, but SOMETHING will definitely be happening. Then comes Easter. Friday and Monday are both holidays. Friday is some sort of traditional Bad Kleinen thing-not sure exactly what, but it sounds like food and socializing to me. Jan and Krystin are also going to come up from Hannover on Sunday. And the Easter Bunny will clearly be around (speaking of the Easter Bunny, he is NOT pink or yellow in Germany. When I suggested he might be at work, I got strange looks and the question “have you ever seen a pink rabbit?”).
The weekend after Easter I am going to go to Hamburg on my own to see my host grandparents. I’m not completely sure what we are going to do while I am there but ballet or opera or symphony will be included. I’m so excited to do something posh like that again. It’s been a long time since I have.
Afterwards I have a couple weekends free (at least for the moment, I’m sure they’ll get filled up as well), and then Sophia (my sister comes) and then, well, it’s June and I’ll be going back home already. Spring is a fast season, unfortunately. Next time I come up to breathe it will already be the middle/end of April and the year will be almost over.
The moral of this post is: getting sick is really annoying. Try not to do it, especially when you’re having a good time (with your job as well) because it just messes everything up.