Back in a flash

Well, this was a quickie.  In a flash, before I knew it, I'm booking it back to Toronto.  See everyone soon.

Lack of updates

Sorry folks.  Work has kept us fairly busy and haven't been able to sit down and write all that much.  Most days we're just back at the hotel to sleep.  At least this way, there'll be plenty of stories for when I'm back.

The hotel life.  It's hit and miss.  The hotel in Backnang was in the middle of the town, but still there was nothing to do.  The hotel in Stuttgart is in the middle of the city, but they don't do laundry or dry cleaning.  Had I'd known this predicament, I would have brought more laundry.  Anyone want to ship some clothes over??

The language.  We are learning one phrase each day, which all the other coworkers get a kick out of.  My knowledge of Deutsche and all other European languages in fact is seriously lacking.  I feel it's a very different language to pronounce from what I am used to.  

Wirtschaftsprüfer just doesn't roll off my tongue like Auditor does.

Mercedes

At first I thought Stuttgart was going to be a small city - Wikipedia says it has a population of 600,038.  But the metropolitan area has 5.3 million.  I guess everyone comes in from the metropolitan area, because there's a lot of people on the streets!

It's actually a nice city, with a lot of restaurants, bars, and a shopping street.  But the main attraction of the city is the Mercedes Benz museum! 

The town

We're staying in a hotel probably in the centre of the town, and it's a beautiful town.  A lot of stuff is available within walking distance, and it's very pedestrian friendly.  There's an abundance of cafes, bars, and restaurants just around the corner.  At the same time, it's still a small, quaint town, and the people are nice; I like it. Wish I could've uploaded a couple of pictures that I took, but my phone isn't co-operating.

Edit: Here are the pictures!

On the street

From the hotel

New adventure

As fate would have it, I will go on another adventure, for an undefined period of time in Backnang, Germany!  Flight leaves in a few hours, but wanted to do a quick inaugural post prior to leaving.  See you on the other side.

Wrap up

I should have done this at least a few weeks ago, but better late than never!  Never late is better, but I guess a part of me is still running on island time.  My six months ended as of April 15, 2011 and it'll be a six months that I'll remember.  As much as I intended to arrive as a volunteer and bring my skills and knowledge to the table, I came away from the experience with much more.  I gained not only experiences and perspectives, but also friendships and memories.

Don't be dismayed at good-byes

A farewell is necessary before 
you can meet again.


And meeting again after moments or lifetimes
is certain for those who are friends.


So long Jamaica, see you soon.

Bus

During the week, I took my usual route to work during the days.  But one of these days was different than the rest.  One morning the coaster (minibus) was full by the time I got on (it doesn't stop more people from getting in).  That in itself isn't so different because my morning coasters are usually full to the point where it's like a game of twister trying to find a nice place to stand and something to hold onto.  This time, it was crowded enough that I stayed on the step of the bus.  Usually the conductor or 'ducta will say step up, telling you to get off the step and actually into the bus.  I figure it could be because he thinks either that it's more comfortable inside the bus and he would rather I be comfortable or that it's not as dangerous inside the bus and he would rather I be safe.  Since coming to Jamaica and seeing the coasters, I always wanted to stay on the step and hang outside the door.  That seemed to be the cool thing to do on coasters.  So on that very morning, I did what I always wanted to do and I graduated from being just a normal coaster rider.

It was in fact more comfortable since there's usually only two people on the step, and I'd say was safer too as there's something to hold onto without playing the game of twister.  Therefore, I conclude the step is exclusive.  And now, my Jamaican experience is complete.  Time to chill on the beach!