First Classes

The day started with climbing 5 flights of stairs to get into my first class (on the holocaust and it's meanings/effects on culture).  I am pleased to say I was not as out of breath as usual, but that could be because I did not walk as far, as I took the tram this morning with the girls.

We really need to come up with a term for "not lost, but not going the right direction." Because I am pretty good at being in a general area, but I definitely chose the wrong way to go, so I got to wander around some. My feet hurt less than they have been, but they do still hurt.

Also my weird stomach cold isn't going away.

I am also dropping into a class today, that if I like it, I'll stick with it and drop something else.  Reading Anthropology between the lines.  Apparently it's a sociology class taught in english, and it might mean I can drop something else.  Unfortunately the other think I might be forced to drop is Poland as a work of Art, and that sounded like a beautiful class to take while i'm here.

Graduation is looming, tho...

Yes.  I have decided to drop Poland and the European Union.  It's a more scholarly class than Poland as a work of Art, but if I am here, I might as well take classes that I WANT to take, right? 

I met a German girl who had her phone swiped from her while we spoke, (or accidentally left it somewhere and had it swiped then) and completely broke down.  And I can't blame her. Idk about you guys, but I have thousands of photos on my phone.  Irreplaceable. *shudder* I felt so bad I traipsed all around with her, trying to find it. 

I only got lost for about 10 minutes, but I have NO IDEA where we traipsed to, I just followed her because if it was me, I would want someone friendly there, too. :(

I have officially bought a purse and hilariously enough it matches the tablecloth we have like some weird camoflauge. I think it's probably an old lady purse, but I like it anyway.  I've never actually spent money on a purse before. 

It's not entirely unlike tea pizza.