June 3 – 9
Yes, that is the washing machine right next to the oven. The refrigerator “kuhlschrank” is on the far right and
covered by the cabinet door in the middle. It is very small, but adequate, since we don’t keep much in it.
This is our kitchen table and that is a real orchid on the table which Ben and Bethany and family sent me for Mother’s Day. The climate here is perfect for growing orchids and you see them in many home and apartment windows. In Germany, Father’s day is the following Sunday. I didn’t do any decorating so the things on the shelf were put there by someone else. I’’m going to change it. The tablecloth is hand-embroidered and is really beautiful, but not practical so we bought another that is much easier to take care of.
The beds here all have feder deckes or down comforters on them. But no one (not even in the hotels) puts one large fetter deck on the beds. Each person has their own. It’s really nice because there are no fights over who has most of the covers.
Our living is the largest room in the house and has two desks (like the one on the left) for studying, blogging, or whatever.
I know the yellow box sitting by the hutch really adds a lot to the ambience of the room, but we keep our newspaper ads and clean papers there because we have so much sorting of garbage to do. Glass goes into recycling bins. One for clear and another for colored glass. Bio or garbage that can be composted goes into another trash bin, plastic or metal food containers into another and any other trash into another. Plastic soda bottles have a deposit that is paid when you purchase them and refunded when they are returned. Oh, and by the way, you need to bring your own bags for groceries (similar to the ones at the grocery stores at home) as they do not have brown paper bags or thin plastic bags. They are so ecologically minded! I can’t remember if I told about the time in Berlin when we purchased toilet paper and forgot to bring our bag and ended up walking about 4 blocks holding a big package of toilet paper, but no big deal, right?
Above: Dinner with the Timms, their children and a couple from Nigeria (L. Jeremiah) and Cameroon (R. Genevieve a non-member) who were also invited to dinner. The couple is interesting because they are married but neither speaks a language common to the other. They communicate with what the brother (Jeremy) calls an African form of pigeon English. Sitting next to me are the two sister missionaries, Sister Peltier and Sister Tidwell.
Above: Dinner with Uwe (pro. /uva/ ) and Sabina Zickler, who are the ward member couple assigned to the Center with us. Uwe is the institute teacher, and both he and his wife are great to work with. He also likes to make special ice cream desserts that we all liked. In the picture Sabina is sitting to your left and Sister Tidwell is on the right of Uwe. Her new companion Sister Laubaugh is on the lower right hand side. Elder Cottrell is on the opposite side and his companion Elder Lloyd is taking the picture. All of them are great missionaries.
Dinner with the Labahn family. Lysaan (second from the right) is anxious to practice her English with our granddaughter, Allison, as a pen pal. I’m sure some of our other grandkids will want to do the same with other members we meet. Their sons are Lennart on the left and Levin (in the Kermit outfit and hat and Sister Labahn’s sister who also lives with them. Levin is quite a little character and we had lot of fun teasing him.
Above: Neumunster stake center.
Our first opportunity came as we walked to the Alte Stadt, which is really the town center with a large walking street that extends for several blocks. It is always interesting, but, last week, it was fun and amazing. We saw different countries represented in food stands all over. Everything looked good to eat, but we had to make a choice of which food we wanted to try. If we could have, we would have had a taste of each one. A person could find anything from Argentinian Steaks, to Danish wursts, to Mexican Food, Irish, Swedish, Norwegian, Romanian, Polish, Austrian, Swiss, Grecian, Italian, Austrailian, Nigerian, Somalian, and many more. It seemed like the only nation not represented was the US. One of our favorites was a booth with Finnish waffles covered with a berry sauce, whipped topping and more berries on top. (see photo). Besides the food, there was entertainment, international jewelry and trinket vendors and the usual or for us unusual sidewalk circus type acts. We stopped in front of the Rat Haus (Town Hall) to watch a group of Romanian dancers and musicians perform on stage.
To really see Kieler Woche, however, we knew we had to get on the water, so on our next P-Day we booked a spot on a large boat and headed into the Förde. It was relaxing and a beautiful way to see a few of the boats, get a different view of Kiel and talk to some of the Germans on vacation. The rain came briefly, as it does in Kiel, but in between was sun and kiel’s wonderful breeze.
Going out of the dock we noticed Russian sailors on the large sailing boat tying the sails up. Can’t even imagine
what it would be like out on a rough sea to have to be up there.
Several Nordic cruise lines dock their ships in the Kiel bay.
Going out we saw some of the more exclusive home sites along the waterfront.
We watched the rain come and tried to gauge how much time we had before we would go inside for a few minutes.
We passed a variety of sailing vessels, and took way too many photos for a couple of missionaries.
This was the last opportunity President Pimentel and his wife would have to speak to the missionaries, so they used it as their “mission farewell.” However, their talks and lessons were still directed toward the work and helping the missionaries make the best transition to President Kosac and his wife. As in our first zone conference, we were edified and taught in a way that made us want to be better missionaries.
The relationship between missionaries and their mission parents is difficult to describe. I know that it differs from mission to mission, but these two were well-loved and there were many tears shed at the end of the conference as the missionaries stood spontaneously at the end of the last session and sang “God Be With You Till We Meet Again,” in German.