We spent a whole 6 and a half hours driving, all cramped in the same car. Let’s just say that I want to avoid any sitting areas as long as possible. It’s so cramped and uncomfortable to be in a car so long. There’s also not much to do, only read, play on your phone, or look outside. I actually wrote some poems on my phone. They aren’t any good, but I thought it was fun and I could pass the time. Here’s one of them:
“Lost in Germany”
Houses and buildings
Squares, rectangles, triangles
Brown, red, yellow
Streetlights are mellow
People stop and go
Wandering around and standing still
Sitting down and drinking beer
Sharing laughs and bits of cheer
They pass by in a blur
Colors and shapes mix together
We wave our hands and speed forward
We look ahead and continue onward
Fast beats pound in our chests
Gravity pulls us back
But we don’t stop
The meter is on its top
Once blue and clear
Is now gray and white
Bullets fall from above
No sign of a single dove…
We’re propelled forward
The banging becomes lighter
The grays and whites clear
The sky above is suddenly near
That was basically my impression of Germany. Though, I seriously did kind of freak out on the freeways. There were cars that drove so fast that it felt like we weren’t even moving, and we were going 93 mph (150 kph)! Sometimes, it would rain so hard that we couldn’t even see through the window. The rain was pouring down and we were going so fast, so the drops pounded on the window. It was also scary when we had to drive right next to huge trucks. I swear, they could’ve tilted over and fallen on us. Thankfully, nothing like that happened.
Most of the day was spent on the road, but we finally reached our destination. Once we got there, we found our room and explored the town. We were starving because we didn’t have food for hours. So what did we do? We went to the nearest Pizza Hut. The pizzas were good and they reminded me of America, but the highlight of the dinner was what my dad said. He was just looking at my sister’s face, and he said to her that it looked like she was bit by something. She was surprised and pulled out her phone to look at it. Then my dad said, “Does your phone have a mirror app?” And I just burst out in laughter. You don’t need a mirror app. You can switch the camera, so you can take a picture of yourself. My dad just doesn’t think sometimes…
We walked around the city, and I took some cool pictures















