Week 17-The Final Post

As I crested that last dusty hill, I knew one wonderful thing. I was home!
I arrived in Americca on the first of July. I was greeted at the airport by my wonderful friends from the KC area, the Quinns. My friend Noah will be getting married on the 9th (congratulations Noah and Annie!) and I have been staying with them for the last few days. This short visit served two purposes. One was to see my friends up here and be close for the wedding at the end of the week. The second was to give myself some time to, as the poet says, "observe the completed work." My trip has been long, eventful and beautiful. I feel that I have changed, but in a good way. The lessons along the way were both hard and, I feel, necessary to my growth as an individual and a christian. There are things that will fade from memory over time, but thankfully, I believe I will retain and treasure many stories for years to come.

Learning dependence on God in the Black Forrest, growing to love others in Dresden and meeting wondeful people everywhere I went. Accepting my own limitations, learning to test my own beliefs, learning to turn away from temptation and patience. This is the short list, but no less important. Friends, I have learned much and seen much. I cannot wait to see you, to share stories and see what God has been doing in your life. I am looking forward to getting back as much as I did to leaving.

This is the last post for this blog. For now! I plan on taking many more trips in the future, maybe with some of you! I'll besure to keep you posted!
Love you guys, hope to see you all soon!
Glad to be back in my homeland,
-Samwise Greenhill

Week 16

The end draws nigh.
I arrived in Dublin on the 25th of June. I have enjoyed walking the old streets of this beautiful town. The river Liffy runs through the city in a series of canals, making it easy to hear the gentle sounds of water wherever I go. The people here continue to be very nice, willing to stop and talk for several minutes at a time. I am really enjoying that aspect of Irish culture.
Dublin has thousands of little nooks and crannies to explore, I have easily gotten lost several times wandering the city, though with each new discovery I find something to else to appreciate. The stores, the quays, long avenues lined with old victorian houses, they all make up what is Dublin.
I am staying at the famous four courts hostel, and am glad that my hosteling experience will end on a good note. It is a great place where one can meet all sorts of people. Again, the people. God has really put it on my hear to care for others, something that was sadly lacking in me before the trip. As my flight date continues to approach, I am reminded of all the great people I have met along the way. Too many to name, though each one has been a blessing to know, especially the ones I did not agree with. They helped me grow the most I think.
My flight is for the 1st of July, and I will arrive in KC that same day, Lord willing. I will stay there for a while and attend my good friend Noahs wedding on the (8th). Then, the following day, I plan to be back in good old Manhattan. I am anxious to get back to work and to see all my friends once more. Hopefully, in between different events this summer, I can get a chance to see all of you.
Thanks for reading,
-Samwise Greenhill

p.s.
This is not the end, I still plan to make one last post, keep your eyes open!

Week 15

Sligo, the town of W.B. Yeats! My time here has already been punctuated by my re-reading of "Dubliners" by James Joyce. As I talk with people here, read Irish literature and hear old rebel songs, I continue to gain respect for the Irish culture. Of course I knew before my trip that at least some Irish people were eloquent, Heaney for example, but I never realized how incredibly adept the Irish in general are at expressing themselves. In addition to that, they are also very hospitable. I was warmly welcomed both in Galway and here in Sligo, and everywhere I go people are really laid back. It is refreshing and a nice change from the ever busy German crowd.
The landscape here continues to be stunning, as you can see from the stolen phot on the left. That is more or less my view when I wake up every morning. Be jelous!
I have been doing a good bit of reading, trying to fill up the time here well, as well as walking the hills when I can. When I was in Galway, there was a lovely night when the wind was nothing more than a breeze. I walked up Salthill and stood, overlooking the Atlantic. As the sun went down in the west, a golden light hit the bay. I do love it here.
Well I don't have long to go now, I am in the home stretch for the trip. Just nine more days and I'll be back in Kansas, Lord willing. I will spend a few more days here and then it will be off to Dublin. I am very excited about seeing that famous city, more so knowing that it will be the last stop before seeing all you folks again!
Please continue to pray for me, I continue to struggle with myself, the flesh following its desires and the heart telling it to stop. I am reminded of Romans 7 daily, "For I do not understand my own actions. For I do not do what I want, but I do the very thing I hate." By God's grace I am slowly gaining ground, but it is always a struggle.
Thanks friends, I hope to write you again soon.
-Samwise Greenhill

Week 14

As I was going over, the far laying Kerry mountains...

Heh, I've been singing and hearing songs about the Kerry mountains for a few years now, and I guess I know now why people write about them. They are unlike any other mountains in the world (Well, at least not like the Alps, the Rockies or the Applications). They are not quite true mountains, but not yet small enough to be hills. I took a walk from Dingle town out to the head of the peninsula on Saturday. I climbed eagle mountain and looked out across two bays (Tralee and Dingle)and down on little villages, not even a stones throw away from ancient round towers. I felt like singing, so I chose "Be Thou My Vision" to sing there at the top of a mountain in Ireland. It was a good experience.

I am in Galway now, and looking forward to seeing what its like. I am not too far from a park, so I think I may spend some time there. Just about every town I've been to so far has had a bay, a river or lake. It has been tranquil to say the least. The day here is beautiful, so this is going to be a short post, just know that God is good, Ireland is still lovely and I am healthy and well. Love you guys, and I'll try to get a longer post in next week!
-Sam

Week 13

I got to Ireland on the first of June. The ferry crossing from Cherbourg to Rosslare was nice and easy, not too much choppiness. I actually found it quite nice, I lucked out and got a fairly clear sky that night, so I could see the stars (I sails by the stars). THe sun rose over the ocean and it was gorgeous.
We arrived at 11:45 Irish time. I managed to get through immigration easily enough, but something sinister lurked there. When I was waiting for my train at the station (a ten minute walk from the harbour) I noticed something odd about the stamp on my pass. It was dated the first of May. They had forgotten to switch over the month on the stamp.
I ran back to the harbour (the time being 12:40 and my train was leaving at 12:55)and managed to find somebody to help me. I was informed that it was a very specific person that had to fix the mistake and that he was on his way back. At 12:50 he arrived, leafed through my pass, seemed very unconcerned and then made a hand written notation that simply read "first of June". A very official scribble. I ran with my pack back to the train, managed to get on, just as they were closing the doors. No one said travelling would be easy.
I spent most of last week in Cork, drinking in the sights and smells and tastes. I took several walks and saw a good bit of the coast as well as the famous Blarney Castle and the stone at the top that is rumored to grant one who kisses it eloquence. I don't know if it will work, but I gave it a shot all the same. The country side here is similar to Kansas in a lot of ways. In county Cork at least. I am in Killarney now, in county Kerry. Not so much like Kansas.
There are lovely mountains that I am looking foward to climbing, nature trails, waterfalls and old stone castles. There is also an old town that is busy as of late because of Bank holiday weekend, as well as a corresponding Gaelic Football match (think aussie rules). I have been travelling with a nice Irish guy named Vincent, who has differing views from mine, but I respect him for who he is. We have had some good conversations and one or two good nights (wink).
That does lead me to a more serious note, the alchaholism here really is a big problem. People sometimes have so little hope that they only wish to dull themselves to the pain of living. It has been both sad and sobering to see this and how it takes one's life away. These people, like everyone, really need Jesus. To feel His love and know that he can satisfy their thirst. Please be praying that I will share this with the folks here, and that I wouldn't succumb to the temptation to drink to excess.
I will be in county Kerry for another few days and then I think I'll see what Tralee is like. After that, maybe Limmerick and Galway. There is so much to do, so little time and so much oppertunity. I am looking forward to exploring this nice little Island.
I continue to miss you all and remain your friend,
-Samwise Greenhill

Week 12

Well, it is here. The end of my Germany tour. It feels strange to think that almost three months ago I landed in Frankfurt. I was a different person then, and I like the thought that I have grown. I still do not have my German perfected, but I think it would take longer than I want to spend here. Something to keep working on though, thats always handy.

I spent most of last week in cologne, a beautiful city with wondeful people. I found myself drawn back to the cathedral many times during my stay. My favorite time, I was with a Mexican guy named Leo. We went in at a quarter past seven on an overcast and rainy day. Most places in europe have indirect lighting on the outside for when it gets dark and the building can be lit up and look pretty. The cathedral had that on the inside. after a certain point it was too dark for the lights to penetrate the dark, so it gave this amazing infinite feel to the place. Leo is catholic and I asked him if he would pray aloud in spanish. As I looked at the quiet vastness around me and listened to strange, yet familiar prayers, I was struck by how amazing God is. How incredibly infinite He is. It was a good night.

Some of you may have seen that my travel plans for yesterday didn't quite work out how I wanted them to. It was somewhat frustrating, but then I was quieted. I realized there was nothing to do and accepted that. Luckily, the hostel in Cherbourg was nice enough to refund that nights stay, no problem. That was a nice blessing.

I leave on a ferry tomorrow to Rosslare, Ireland. From there I will get a train to Cork and stay there for a few days before heading to Killarney. I am excited to see the emerald isle but still miss the rolling flint hills. One month to go and then I can see them again (as well as all you!).
I appreciate the prayer please continue to provide it!

Side note: Congrats to Jordan and Kayla! Hope it was great!
Samwise Greenhill

Week 11

I spent the last few days in Hamburg. My time there was punctuated by the friendly hostel lady named Kiki. She was wonderful, friendly and nice. She drove me, out of her way, to a grocery store my first day there. Then, on my third day there, she did my laundry for free! She was probably my highlight for Hamburg.

There was not that much to do in the city, though I did meet a nice guy from London named Louis. He and I spent some good times together and had a few good talks. The people I have met on my travels continue to work in me. I remember praying last year that I would grow a heart for people, something I knew I was lacking, and I believe that God is doing that. As I meet more and more people, I continue to grow to love them as a whole. People are wonderful beings? What a foreign idea to me!

My favorite place in Hamburg was probably my old friend from Dresden, the Elbe river. I spent a good number of hours walking its old banks, admiring the ships and the docks and enjoying the sound of water lapping on stone. There was a large building that I walked by on Sunday and found out that it was the home to the famous Hamburg Fish Market. There were lots of vendors selling every variety of fish (well, probably not every one, but it seemed like it) as well as people selling delicious filets. Not a bad way to leave the city, a nice full belly and a good feeling.

I arrived in Köln the same day. I met a guy named Sam in Frankfurt am Main and I remember what he said "You know, the thing about Cologne for me was the Cathedral. i stepped out of the train station and was just struck by how massive and beautiful it was". I believe I cannot express it any better. I must have stood looking at it for five minutes. Gorgeous.
I am excited to see Köln and the places it has to offer. I feel it will be a fitting end to the Germany leg of my trip.

I leave for Ireland on the 29th, passing through Paris and Cherbourg on my way. I am looking forward to the ferry ride and being on the open ocean for the first time! Please pray for safety and wisdom during that part of my travels as I will finally be in a country that doesn not really speak English or German (no, not Ireland, France!).
I need to wrap this up, but know that I am thinking of all of you and looking forward to seeing you in July!
-Samwise Greenhill

Week 10

I´ve been in Berlin for the last ten days and I´ve found it to be both charming and a little too big at the same time. I´ve met some wonderful people from all over the world, some Australians, South Africans and Canadians, just to name a few. The hostel here was a very comfortable place to be and all the guests were very friendly with one another. It reminded me of home.

I went to several museums here over the last week and a half. They were all pretty amazing, especially the natural history museum. The thing I think I liked most, however, was the Reichstag. As you walk towards this huge building, you can´t help but feel the gravity of where you are. I looked up at the pillars in front of the south entrance and imagined them covered in fortifications, swarming with German troops, who were ready to die for their Führer. I have said it many times on this trip already, but I still say that I don´t know what I would do if I was in their position. Both then and at the beginning of the war. It would be so hard to starve and starve and have no hope, and then hear a man saying that he can feed you, give you work, and make your country great again. Hard to think about.

One other cool thing I did while I was here was I went on a free walking tour with a girl from New Zealand named Christi. The tour was titled "alternative Berlin" and it was a tour of street art, graffiti, portions of the Berlin Wall and a few squats where artists just took up residence and just started painting, sculpting, and making rings and other jewelry in the early 90s. It was a really cool tour and the squats were sweet to see (we actually went inside to see little make-shift galleries) I enjoyed seeing their art and their communities.

I´ll be heading to Hamburg today for five days and then on to Cologne for another five. Berlin has been good and I´m looking forward to the next few cities as well.
Love you guys,
-Samwise Greenhill

Wek 9

Leipzig! The city of Bach! I went to the Thomaskirche my second day here and felt a little awed to be in the same chapel that he played in for so long. Really sweet! My time here has been good, though I got a little sick on Tuesday (traveling is a bit tiring). I´ve been spending some time with a friend from German 4 who is doing a semester abroad here at the Uni Leipzig. It was nice to see a familiar face! He´s been here for a while now, so he has introduced me to some sweet people, recomended some good things to see and taken me to some really cool clubs and pubs. Leipzig itself isn´t exactly a beautiful city, though it has nice parts, and it´s not really a modern city, though it does have modern bits to it. It simply is what it is. I have taken a liking to cities who are un-ashamedly themselves. Yeah.

So, I´ve started doing this thing where I pick a favorite place to eat or go in each city I´m in (usually a bakery or a park or a statue) and try to visit it at least three times during my stay. I think it helps me remember the city better. Sometimes its not about seeing all the big things a place has to offer, but instead getting to know a cozy little spot that you can remember fondly in combinaton with the whole city. Here, it has been the bakery/coffee shop around the corner from my hostel and probably my friend´s apartment (its my rule, so I´m allowed to have two!).

God continues to teach me hard lessons. Sometimes, when I fall short, I get so upset at myself and then end up doubly frustrated because I´m focused on me, not Him. Bit of a paradox there. I need to remember that my sin is covered, no matter what happens, that much is done. God already forgave me, so why do I need to feel guilt? I think I´m starting to understand what my good friend Jordan once tried to explain to me. We need to confess our sins, be humbled before God, but we don´t need to feel guilt, since he has already forgiven us. Its good to know, but hard to remember.

I will be heading to Berlin tomorrow and will stay there until the 18th. It promises to be a very nice time. I hope you are all doing well, drop me a line and tell me! I´ve got to go now, have a good weekend!
-Samwise Greenhill

Week 8 (The Dresden Files)

Hey folks,
I've been in Dresden the last week. To give the week a little more gravity, I read Slaughterhouse 5 the day after I arrived. Not a bad book, but sad. I liked being able to give myself very real reference points to see what he was writing about. The city of Dresden is beautiful now, but I can't imagine what it must have looked like in February 1945. Parts of it are actually still be rebuilt.

Obviously, it has been a deep week. More so, considering some of the people I have met at this hostel. I shared a room with a guy who is originally from the KC area. He started life as a christian, then became an athiest, and then finally settled on hinduism. He was a very interesting guy and I had several really good conversations with him. They were somewhat marred by a sneaky suspicion that he wasn't going to change his beliefs, but that's what prayer is for.

I haven't really done too many "touristy" things while I've been here in Dresden. I think it could be that Dresden, while being beautiful, is also just a homey place. I was content to just find a nice spot under some blossoming cherry trees (so pretty!) and be still. That's something I've somewhat missed on this trip. I get so caught up on "experiencing Europe", that I sometimes lose sight of the things that are important to experience, no matter where I am physically.

God has been teaching me a lot this week through Isaiah 25. I found it particularly interesting, again being in Dresden:
¹ O LORD, you are my God;
I will exalt you and praise your name,
for in perfect faithfulness
you have done marvelous things,
things planned long ago.

² You have made the city a heap of rubble,
the fortified town a ruin,
the foreigners' stronghold a city no more;
it will never be rebuilt.

³ Therefore strong peoples will honor you;
cities of ruthless nations will revere you.

⁴ You have been a refuge for the poor,
a refuge for the needy in his distress,
a shelter from the storm
and a shade from the heat.
For the breath of the ruthless
is like a storm driving against a wall

⁵ and like the heat of the desert.
You silence the uproar of foreigners;
as heat is reduced by the shadow of a cloud,
so the song of the ruthless is stilled.

⁶ On this mountain the LORD Almighty will prepare
a feast of rich food for all peoples,
a banquet of aged wine—
the best of meats and the finest of wines.

⁷ On this mountain he will destroy
the shroud that enfolds all peoples,
the sheet that covers all nations;

⁸ he will swallow up death forever.
The Sovereign LORD will wipe away the tears
from all faces;
he will remove the disgrace of his people
from all the earth.
The LORD has spoken.

⁹ In that day they will say,
"Surely this is our God;
we trusted in him, and he saved us.
This is the LORD, we trusted in him;
let us rejoice and be glad in his salvation."

It must have been hard to go through that horrific time, but the passage reminded me that God does what he sees fit. The promise in the later part of the chapter, that God will "swallow up death forever and wipe away the tears from ALL faces" is so wonderful. I'm slowly learning things about my Father. He reveals bits there, and bits here. Its like looking at a mountainside in a thick fog, I begin to see a bigger picture.

Thanks again for your prayers, I find them very encouraging! I'll be heading to Leipzig on the 1st and staying there until heading for Berlin on the 8th. I love all you guys and hope that you're enjoying this great weather!

-Samwise Greenhill

Week 7

And I am in Prague! It is a beautiful city that wasn't initially on my list of stops, but that's what's exciting about adventures, you don't know where they'll lead you! I'm staying with Matt and Sara Parrot. Sara is working on her semester abroad and Matt's playing basketball. But really, they're both helping out with a missionary orginization here and are busy with language partners as well.

I rode to Prague on Monday with two guys I had met at the hostel in Nuremberg. It was a pretty fun road-trip and I even got a little story out of it. So, an american, a german and an australian get pulled over on the road to Prague...
Not really a joke, this happened. Everything was fine, but the australian in our little group made the observation that the situation really did sound like a joke. In that spirit, please respond with better endings to the joke than the one I gave (aka the lame one).

On a different note, I will be heading to Dresden on Saturday and then from there to Leipzig and then on to Berlin! Its been quite fun so far and I'm looking forward to seeing northern Germany's cities and history.

One quick story about Nuremberg: I ended up translating the card game "Bang!" into english so that a big group of Americans, Aussies, Koreans and Canadians could play. It was quite the night! The Americans devised a set of rules to convert it into a drinking game, so that was quite interesting (even though they didn't get to try it out).

In my spare time (which is coming in droves) I've been writing a lot of different things, both fiction, prose, poetry and in my journal. I haven't felt so creative in a very long time. Many things spark my interest and it has been fun trying to learn a bit of Czek.

I had better go and spend my last few days here frutifully, hope that you all are doing well, I'm praying for you guys!
-Samwise Greenhill

Week 6

I am now in the city of Nürnberg, a great cultural center of Germany. It was here that the Nürnberg laws were passed (they denied Jews citizenship and made it illegal for Jews and ''Germans'' to marry). It was also the sight of the Nürnberg Trials, when the leaders of the National Socialist Party had to answer for their ''War-Crimes''. Obviously a lot of history to take in, as well as the German cultural history of the region.

But, fitting the pattern, I will share one last story from Munich.
It was about seven thirty on Friday night and I decided to go for one last walk to the English Garden. I was going to have to get up early in the morning, so I was planning on getting to bed early as well. As I passed the familiar buildings of the Kaufstraße, I saw a man I recognized from previous walks through the city. This man, who wore a french beret and a neatly trimmed moustache, was standing on a flower bed with a crucifix on his chest and a poster in hand that held several different facts about the world (i.e. death rates, poverty, etc). He was talking with another man about God in German and then he met my eyes and asked ''Glauben auf Jesus?'' to which I replied ''Ja, natürlich!''
So began one of the best conversations I had ever had. The man wearing the french beret was named Roland (Yes, I know. Sorry folks, but a few of my friends just made a disappointing connection). The other Man was named Peter. Peter was an athiest that Roland had been trying to convert for 20 years! The three of us talked for a long time about God, life, Germany, and other various things. I found myself greatly encouraged by this older brother in Christ.
As we parted ways, Roland and I shook hands and, I think both of us feeling that this wasn't enough, embraced. Roland looked at me with a twinkle in his eye and said, ''I will see you again Sam! Either in Germany or in Heaven!'' I now find myself looking forward to either option.

As for Nürnberg, a good bit of the city had been destroyed in the bombing of WWII, but a large part of it has been reconstructed in neo-gothic architecture. I have also found that it seems to me a good blend of both Northern and Southern Germany. The people are friendly, as in Munich, but they are also industrious, as in the north.
I went to the German History Museum today and saw some pretty amazing things. Old Armor, Baroque pianoes, Mandolins from the 17th century and some pretty impressive Statuary. I'm writing you now, getting ready to go services this afternoon. I hope you all have a wonderful Sunday!
-Samwise Greenhill

Weeks 4 and 5 (respectively)

Well, as many of you know, I am in now in Munich. I got here on Wedensday and have been enjoying the sights, sounds, conversations and smells (sometimes) of this great city. But, before I go forward, let me start in the Black forrest.

So, I never made it to Wolfach. Rather, I just set off into the forrest from a little town called Rottweil. I headed west for a six hour trek into the woods and then set to work building a shelter for the night. I learned very quickly, however, that my shelter building skills have something to be desired. It was quite cold that night, but I feel that it brought me closer to God. I was praying the whole night for safety and warmth. The next morning I shored up the sides of my ´wigwam´ and started covering the whole thing in a carpet of moss that was growing on the forrest floor. When I was done, it looked like a little green hill, so I decided to dub this structure ´Green Hill´.
It was during this time that I began to really experience God in a very real way. I was completely dependant on Him for safety, from wolves, but also the elements. It was a great time for a reconnecting of a wandering and erring child with his great and loving Father. Needless to say, it was a once-in-a-lifetime experience and I am very glad I went.
This was the short version, because we´ll need something to talk about when I get back.

Now, back to Munich! It has been good so far as I've said, but the people I've met here so far makes it all the better. Last night I met a brother in the Lord here who encouraged me very much. It was refreshing to talk with another believer again! We parted ways last night after praying together and I know that God has a plan for us both.

On another note, the food here is amazing! I've found that if one drinks Radler (a mix of lemon soda and beer) and eats Currywurst with it, it's like somebody is playing Bach in your mouth! Quite good!

I'm still safe, have enough to eat, etc. so thanks for the prayer! Keep it up, and let me know If I can pray for you. I look forward to seeing you all again! Proßt!
-Samwise of the Green Hill

Week 3

Well, its been a good week in Stuttgart. I've been busy exploring the city and just enjoying the beautiful weather. I went to a number of museums (3, the number is 3), visited churches and walked most of the garden paths of the city.

Funny story regarding the churches, I went to catholic mass on Sunday and found out after about 15 minutes that it was in Portugese. It was still very interesting, and I believe I still got a lot out of it, I just wish I could have followed it better.

Stuttgart lies in a valley, with a river running through it and is maybe a little bigger than topeka. I walked to a hill on the eastern edge of the city and watched the sun go down as the palace and bridges began to light up. The church steeples all began to peel out their evening bells I found it was one of those moments when one finds the world to be just about perfect. The city is more alive and vibrant than any of the places I've been so far. This could be attributed to the gorgeous weather, but I think it is a little something more.

I will be camping for the next week in the Black forrest, so don't be alarmed if it takes me to long contact you all again. I will try to be safe as I head there.
Deep regards for you all,
-Sam

Week 2

Two weeks in and I still wake up excited to be here. I left Frankfurt am Main on saturday and have been staying with Jochen Moticheim and family. It´s been a nice time so far, I rode with Herman in his truck on monday, and worked with Mennox at his ,,Baustelle" yesterday. The kids here are alot of fun. Marvin, Lennox and Chuleen (?). I played my mandolin for them last night and discovered something. Kids are easy to lie to. They thought I was the greatest ever!

I´ll be spending the next few days here and then be off to Stuttgart to...see...what it´s like (he finishes lamely). But seriously, I´m very excited for that as well. After that, I´ll probably head torwards the black forrest and do some camping.

Every day God shows me what a wonderful and powerful creator he is. The part of Germany I´m in (Erdbach) is like Kansas, but so much different. It´s beautiful here, and I can´t seem to get over it. I serve a mighty artist.

Thanks again for your prayers, I´ll update again when I have the time.
-Sam

Week 1

Well, my first week in Germany has gone very well I think, I've made a few expensive mistakes concerning the public transport system, but nothing too egregious. On a better note, I've met many travelers in my hostel who have been quite helpful in giving me tips on traveling cheaply, and have made some new friends as well. Paul and Lindsey are a couple from Minnesota who are in the process of moving over here and working in Frankfurt. I've been talking with them alot, as well as with a British fellow who is also named Sam.

For those of you who have been praying for me, thank you for doing so. Father has been teaching me many things about Himself and my part in his kingdom. I have been having some good times of fellowship with Him, and have been encouraged in a beautiful way by a certain church here in Frankfurt. Please continue to pray that I would grow to a fuller knowledge of our Lord in my time here.

I'm leaving here on Saturday to make my way south to visit a friend a little south of Wuerzberg. I love you all (well, most of you) and will write again when I can.

Arrival

I have arrived in Germany and am looking forward to traveling a bit. I´ll be in Frankfurt for a couple of weeks and then start making my way to visit some friends south of here.

I also think that I found the german copy of my brother andrew and he runs the hostel that I am staying at.

Will write more when I find the time\money.
Love you all!
-Sam