Getting off the plane, I was so thankful that all of us found our baggage, and quickly located the staff who were picking us up. Dropping our luggage off on the private shuttle bus, we headed back in the airport to wait for the remaining interns, especially since it had air conditioning!
The majority of the rest of the Camp A people showed up not long after we did, so we all got back on the bus and started our journey down the autobahn to Grafenwohr. (Which, in case you're wondering, it's pronounced "graf-en-vere". Apparently the "w's" sound like 'v's' here.) I took a few pictures, but the majority didn't turn out very well because of the glare from the sun.
I found out that I was going to stay on the Graf base, with three other girls: Sydney, Nicole and Juliet. The other interns got seperated to Vilseck, which is about a thirty minute ride away from our base. The four of us girls have an apartment in a military complex, and it's actually pretty cool. It has four bedrooms, but room to sleep six in actual beds. We have our own washer and dryer, full kitchen, and balcony. I somehow ended up with the "master bedroom" which has a connecting bathroom and shower in it! I'm not complaining at all!
Once we got unpacked and settled, we all took a quick shower and set off to find some dinner off base. We started walking down the road directly in front of the base, but after walking a while, we ended up stopping in a gas station to ask where a restaurant was. We ended up going to "Bohm," which served German food. I ended up ordering spaghetti (surprise surprise), but tried schnitzel, and two other dishes that had German names to them.
Bohm |
When we got back, the gate was still locked, there was nobody in sight, and no cars heading in. Thankfully, there is a small Italian restaurant located just outside of the gate, so we walked over there and asked two men to use their cell phone. Calling our supervisor, he didn't really have anything to say. I think it was partially because he had just arrived a few hours before us, or because he was sleeping. Regardless, the owner of the Italian restaurant, who thankfully spoke English, told us he would give us a ride to base, since he makes deliveries there often. We never found out what his name was, but we promised that we would go eat at his restaurant as soon as we could.
Making it back onto base, we spent the next hour searching for our apartment. Unfortunately, all the military houses look EXACTLY the same, so every apartment complex we thought was ours, wasn't. We eventually found it, and as soon as we got inside, we all just went to our rooms and passed out.
It was definitely an unforgettable way to start our trip.
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