So it’s back to LDR again.
The last week with J was awesome. It’s amazing how much more important every minute of the day seems to be if you know that you only get to spend a couple of days together with your honey.
J arrived on Thursday, September 1st. I picked him up at the airport and surprised my Mom and Dad. They both thought I was visiting one of my friends when I showed up with him at home. Surprise = successful :)
In the evening we showed up at my sister’s place. She was totally flabbergasted to see J as well. I guess it really is baffling somehow if someone, who you expect to be 6000 miles away on a different continent, shows up out of the blue.
We also surprised my great-aunt and granddad on Friday afternoon, but we gave them a fair warning, because I was afraid that they would get a heart-attack if J just turns up on their doorpstep.
Friday night, Nina, J and I drove to MÃƒÂ¼nster. Dirk plays soccer for PreuÃƒÅ¸en MÃƒÂ¼nster in the Regionalliga Nord and we got VIP passes. It was awesome. I have never been to any of Dirk’s soccer matches before [yeah, yeah, please don’t ask me why], but it was fun! Having a VIP pass, we were allowed to park in a special parking lot behind the stadium, we had access to the VIP area [where you get free drinks and food] and roofed grandstand seats :)
J was all excited. He totally enjoyed being there and seeing Dirk play. I usually don’t like soccer matches that much, because some of the fans really go overboard during the matches. So did the fans of Armenia Bielefeld, who were yelling some really unpleasant things and also threw firecrackers into the adverse fanblock.
In the end, MÃƒÂ¼nster won and Dirk came up to the fence and shook our hands. Yeah, there might have been some jealous fans standing behind us… I must admit it was kind of cool to call one of the players my brother-in-law :)
On Saturday, J and I joined my Mom and some of her colleagues for some coffee downtown. Marita [my Mom’s friend and colleague] was so surprised to see J :) Afterwards J had the Turkish pizza he had been longing for since he left in June and then we took a nice walk through our local forest to the petting zoo. The goats were so cute.
The rest of the weekend was all about the SchÃƒÂ¼tzenfest. We watched the [torch] parade downtown in the evening. It was very special this year, because my Dad and some of his tennis guys joined the parade in honor of this year’s SchÃƒÂ¼tzenkÃƒÂ¶nig [champion shot], who’s the landlord of our local tennis club.
After the parade, we had some drinks at a brewery and then went to the fairground to grap something to eat. J had his first “Backfisch” [fried fish] with my aunt.
Then we went into the SchÃƒÂ¼tzen-tent and partied till 4 a.m. in the morning. J really had a great time and he didn’t want to go home. Dirk didn’t want to go home either, so we were finally kicked out by the SchÃƒÂ¼tzenfest-personnel.
We walked home… I did barefoot, because I just couldn’t stand wearing my boots anymore. My feet hurt so much!
Sunday afternoon we went to watch the “Sunday parade” with my great-aunt and my Granddad and afterwards had coffee and cake at home. This is our traditional way of spending the SchÃƒÂ¼tzenfest sunday.
On Monday there is the traditional FrÃƒÂ¼hschoppen [which basically means getting together at the SchÃƒÂ¼tzen-tent and starting to drink at 11 a.m.]. It usually also means that if you go, people that you don’t see all year, you will most likely see at the FrÃƒÂ¼hschoppen. It has some kind of “reunion – flair” to it.
J and I went in the afternoon and stayed for a couple of hours and I indeed saw and talked to some people that I hadn’t seen in quite a while. It was nice to catch up [as always – there are also people that you don’t really care to see, but oh well].
The rest of the week was pretty low key… and it was mostly about just “being” together. We took long walks, read, watched TV and just enjoyed some good German food. We deliberately didn’t plan anything with people, because we didn’t want to get bogged down in two many appointments and commitments. We just wanted to have the time to ourselves and recharge our “LDR-batteries”.
On Monday we decided to spend the day in KÃƒÂ¶ln. J had been dying to have the rump steak with Bratkartoffeln [fried potatoes] for lunch at the FRÃƒÅ“H and the weather was gorgeous, so we walked along the Rhein, had ice-cream and coffee in the afternoon and stayed for some Thai food and cocktails in the evening.
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This morning, I took J back to the airport. He’s been gone for 5 hours now and I miss him already. This is the last time though… I mean, for good. Once I have the GC, they can’t separate us anymore. We will be able to come and go from and to each other’s country as we please. This is a good feeling. Like I said so many times before – nobody should be compelled to be separated from their sweethearts.
P.S. I have read so many touching posts on Monday, the 5th anniversary of 9/11, and I decided that I intentionally omit writing about it and my own experiences. I don’t want to forget what happened [how could anyone anyways? I was in the US in September, 2001 and had kind of a first hand experience], but I do not want to reopen old sores either. Let’s just take a one minute silence to commemorate the victims of 9/11.