Can't Say Strawberry

Alternatively : In which my parents are in Cologne for a whopping 3 days and manage to get themselves German passports, a feat I haven’t achieved after nine months…

I can’t quite believe that this week is my last. This time next week I’ll be back in Wales, in fact, at this exact time next week I’ll be at training! While I’m excited to be back in the U.K, leaving Germany will be difficult. I love Germany, I love Germans and their orderly, staring, beer-drinking ways. Germany feels like a second home to me, and I’ll miss Dortmund terribly.

But I’ve said enough about how much I’ll miss Germany – I just wanted to share the fact that my parents are now, for all intents and purposes, GERMAN. They travelled to Cologne for a mini city break and to basically take half of my things home. So, this meant I exchanged my very full suitcase for their very empty one… except they forgot that their passports were in the back pocket. HOW SILLY. I got a text this morning (because my Mum tried to ring me several times and just got answered by a German man, this is what happens when you forget to put the dial code in) and sent over their passport numbers, and after much toing and froing around Cologne airport on their part, they succeeded in getting back to the U.K!

I really really hope this doesn’t happen to me next week! Note to self : CHECK FOR PASSPORT EVERY FIVE MINUTES!