Europe: Gelato, white skin, lying out on grass, calm-water swimming
California: Cold Stone, tan skin, lying out on sand, surfing and diving under waves
I have to say, the European summer scene is neat in a way because there is less overall obsession with having the "perfect body." Lots of people here are concerned about looking good, of course, but nobody here looks artificial, and although there are of course exceptions, people generally look more natural--fewer tattoos, spray tans, piercings in weird places, etc. It's the exact opposite of spots like Huntington Beach. People of all ages, from 2 to 82, strip down to swimsuits, no matter how ghostly white their skin is or how saggy or lumpy they might look, and just lie out in the sun or get in the pool. None of the "Oh, I can't wear a two-piece suit, I haven't stuck to my diet this month" speeches. It's refreshing. Not to mention that it makes for more fun and interesting drawings! Who wants to draw a bunch of people who look like Barbie and Ken? There's no variety in that!
| The Naturbad was SO crowded today! (Which is why we didn't go there.) |
Today was so hot that the initial plunge into the lake felt cold but incredibly nice at the same time. We decided the lake needed a legendary monster, so we invented the Flachmonster (Flatmonster), which is a giant monster that is flat (obviously) and lives on the bottom of the Stadtparksee, eating the litter people throw in and saving the occasional distressed swimmer. He has a velvety hide, rather than a slimy skin like a stingray. We also tried to see what was on the bottom, but the main part of the See is so murky that you can't see anything until it is six inches in front of you.
On the way home we got a quick ice cream at the place at the end of our street. I was glad I only got one scoop, because it had turned into a sorbet soup in the cup by the time we got to the front door. It was only a little after 4 and we weren't quite ready for dinner, so we watched a movie Indra has been telling me about all semester called Les Choristes (The Chorus). It is a French film about a music teacher who comes to a boarding school for "problematic" boys and teaches them to sing. I really, really enjoyed it. Indra had to pause it periodically and translate things for me because she had streamed it online and we didn't have subtitles. My one semester of French did not serve me well for watching this movie. But I still enjoyed it despite my lack of comprehension of the dialogue.We made bruschetta (one of Indra's favorite dishes) for dinner. It was really delicious.
Ugh, it's after 9 and it is still so hot! My window is wide open, but the outside air is exactly the same temperature as the inside air. Even the little bit of wind is doing absolutely nothing to cool things off. Usually in the afternoons and evenings, the courtyard and backyards between the buildings are noisy because people are eating out on their patios and balconies and all the kids from the apartments are running around and playing. Today it has been absolutely silent--no noise whatsoever since we got home from the park. I think everybody is just sitting in their houses and moving as little as possible so they don't melt away.
Tomorrow I am playing worship at City Light! I enjoy doing it. I've learned lots of German words that way, and I can now sing multiple songs in German!
In the meantime I have to try and sleep . . . I wish I had a fan in my room . . .
Wait. Indra speaks French too? Those Europeans make us look bad.
ReplyDeleteYes, she speaks German, English, French and also some Latin. I agree America is a bit lacking in the learning-multiple-languages department :P
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