Ich war eine Schwarzfahrerin

So yesterday, Sunday, I went to visit Emily in Edewecht, a small, very small, city outside of Oldenburg. It is a 2.5 hour train ride that takes me from Hannover through Bremen and through Oldenburg and then to Bad Zwischenahn, where Emily picked me up.

We enjoyed a the beautiful day with a nice lunch with the family she works for and then biked 30 minutes to Bad Zwischenahn where we walked around, got some ice cream and talked on the nice lake they have. I had only a wallet with me so I asked Emily to hold it in her purse. And on our bike ride home I thought to myself, "I have to make sure not to forget my wallet," but then I thought, "I would never do that, it has everything that is important in it."

Well, I was dropped off at the train station in Bad Zwischenahn and road the train 45 min to Bremen. While waiting at the train station, I looked through my bag to realize that I had forgotten my wallet in Emily's purse (of course). My wallet has everything in it: my ticket, my money, my photo id...alles! So I didn't know what else to do but get off the train in Bremen, because I would be in big trouble if the controller came by, and then I called Petra and Christian crying. They were so nice and said, ok we will figure out what is going to happen and we will call you back. They called me back with a plan. I was picked up by Petra's parents, who live in Bremen, about 15 minutes away from the bahnhof, and stayed the night with them. They were planning on coming to visit Hannover anyway today (Monday) and would take me with them. (It was nice to see them again anyway.)

Emily's family is going to send my wallet to me. Thankfully everything worked out, but when Christian explained The Plan to me, I said to him (as I was walking through the bahnhof) "Thank you so much, I am goign to cry again, but this time it is because I am happy and thankful"...I think he thinks I am a little crazy...oh well.

I am lucky to have people here who care about me...