20 December

– 1h27 – It’s been a while since I’ve written, so I’m doing some catching up while I’m on a train again, this time to the Frankfurt airport to catch my flight to Tenerife.

First of all, the exciting news…on 16 December, I signed up to use Yahoo Web Hosting for my new website, which includes my own domain, for only $11.95 per month. It’s a good deal.

Moving on, we have two brand new cars at work (blue and black), and have gotten rid of the blue and purple ones (the new ones are the same model). Yes, that’s right, my Tank is gone. Here’s what happened:

On 4 December, I went to get the key for the tank and it was gone (I usually bring it home on Wednesday nights so I don’t have to go to the office to get it on Thursday mornings). The boss told me that it was getting new brakes, which I thought was great, and that I’d have to use another one. She then told me that we were getting rid of it next week, and she saw my face get sad. She asked me what was wrong, and I said that I really liked that car and wanted us to keep it. She then told me all the things the replacement would have, and that there’d even be a blue one for me to drive (she didn’t realise that the colour didn’t matter), but didn’t understand how fond I had grown of my retro steed.

Here’s the story…as many of you know, on Thursdays, I have to drive to a town 20 km from my city in one of the company cars to teach a few incompany classes. When this first started (June 2002), I drove the light green car. However, then others started taking that and the purple one, so I started driving the old (1997) blue car, because no one else wanted it (the other 3 cars are only 1 or 2 years old and have power windows & steering, a/c, nice radios w/CD players, etc, none of which the blue one has). Even though the key was there for everyone to use, no one else would drive it, so I adopted it and had used it just about every Thursday since. Just after the first time I drove it, one of my co-workers and I were talking about it, and he said that it drove like a tank, so it’s been called The Tank ever since.

Isn’t it strange how we get attached to things sometimes?

Good bye, Tank. It’s been great.

More changes have happened to my Vega$ class since I last wrote. 18 December was Manuel’s last class, so we went out to a pub. Also on 18 December, I found out that Frank, a guy who had only been in the class for a month, might not be coming back if he gets the job in Bonn that he applied for, because he’ll have to move to Bonn. Also, on 17 December, I found out that Swen, who told me that he was going into the hospital two weeks ago, sent a letter to the school saying that he won’t be back after the beginning of the year due to the fact that he has a new job and has to move. So, that leaves the class with Verena (a girl who started in the beginning of December) and Ellen, who only attends on Wednesdays. I asked David if the class would survive, and he told me that with two students, it would.

Ellen, from the same class, gave me a beach towel and a candle of a guy lying on a beach for Christmas. What perfect gifts those are!

20 December

– 1h27 – It’s been a while since I’ve written, so I’m doing some catching up while I’m on a train again, this time to the Frankfurt airport to catch my flight to Tenerife.

First of all, the exciting news…on 16 December, I signed up to use Yahoo Web Hosting for my new website, which includes my own domain, for only $11.95 per month. It’s a good deal.

Moving on, we have two brand new cars at work (blue and black), and have gotten rid of the blue and purple ones (the new ones are the same model). Yes, that’s right, my Tank is gone. Here’s what happened:

On 4 December, I went to get the key for the tank and it was gone (I usually bring it home on Wednesday nights so I don’t have to go to the office to get it on Thursday mornings). The boss told me that it was getting new brakes, which I thought was great, and that I’d have to use another one. She then told me that we were getting rid of it next week, and she saw my face get sad. She asked me what was wrong, and I said that I really liked that car and wanted us to keep it. She then told me all the things the replacement would have, and that there’d even be a blue one for me to drive (she didn’t realise that the colour didn’t matter), but didn’t understand how fond I had grown of my retro steed.

Here’s the story…as many of you know, on Thursdays, I have to drive to a town 20 km from my city in one of the company cars to teach a few incompany classes. When this first started (June 2002), I drove the light green car. However, then others started taking that and the purple one, so I started driving the old (1997) blue car, because no one else wanted it (the other 3 cars are only 1 or 2 years old and have power windows & steering, a/c, nice radios w/CD players, etc, none of which the blue one has). Even though the key was there for everyone to use, no one else would drive it, so I adopted it and had used it just about every Thursday since. Just after the first time I drove it, one of my co-workers and I were talking about it, and he said that it drove like a tank, so it’s been called The Tank ever since.

Isn’t it strange how we get attached to things sometimes?

Good bye, Tank. It’s been great.

More changes have happened to my Vega$ class since I last wrote. 18 December was Manuel’s last class, so we went out to a pub. Also on 18 December, I found out that Frank, a guy who had only been in the class for a month, might not be coming back if he gets the job in Bonn that he applied for, because he’ll have to move to Bonn. Also, on 17 December, I found out that Swen, who told me that he was going into the hospital two weeks ago, sent a letter to the school saying that he won’t be back after the beginning of the year due to the fact that he has a new job and has to move. So, that leaves the class with Verena (a girl who started in the beginning of December) and Ellen, who only attends on Wednesdays. I asked David if the class would survive, and he told me that with two students, it would.

Ellen, from the same class, gave me a beach towel and a candle of a guy lying on a beach for Christmas. What perfect gifts those are!

20 December – 1h27 – It’s been a while since I’ve …

20 December

– 1h27 – It’s been a while since I’ve written, so I’m doing some catching up while I’m on a train again, this time to the Frankfurt airport to catch my flight to Tenerife.

First of all, the exciting news…on 16 December, I signed up to use Yahoo Web Hosting for my new website, which includes my own domain, for only $11.95 per month. It’s a good deal.

Moving on, we have two brand new cars at work (blue and black), and have gotten rid of the blue and purple ones (the new ones are the same model). Yes, that’s right, my Tank is gone. Here’s what happened:

On 4 December, I went to get the key for the tank and it was gone (I usually bring it home on Wednesday nights so I don’t have to go to the office to get it on Thursday mornings). The boss told me that it was getting new brakes, which I thought was great, and that I’d have to use another one. She then told me that we were getting rid of it next week, and she saw my face get sad. She asked me what was wrong, and I said that I really liked that car and wanted us to keep it. She then told me all the things the replacement would have, and that there’d even be a blue one for me to drive (she didn’t realise that the colour didn’t matter), but didn’t understand how fond I had grown of my retro steed.

Here’s the story…as many of you know, on Thursdays, I have to drive to a town 20 km from my city in one of the company cars to teach a few incompany classes. When this first started (June 2002), I drove the light green car. However, then others started taking that and the purple one, so I started driving the old (1997) blue car, because no one else wanted it (the other 3 cars are only 1 or 2 years old and have power windows & steering, a/c, nice radios w/CD players, etc, none of which the blue one has). Even though the key was there for everyone to use, no one else would drive it, so I adopted it and had used it just about every Thursday since. Just after the first time I drove it, one of my co-workers and I were talking about it, and he said that it drove like a tank, so it’s been called The Tank ever since.

Isn’t it strange how we get attached to things sometimes?

Good bye, Tank. It’s been great.

More changes have happened to my Vega$ class since I last wrote. 18 December was Manuel’s last class, so we went out to a pub. Also on 18 December, I found out that Frank, a guy who had only been in the class for a month, might not be coming back if he gets the job in Bonn that he applied for, because he’ll have to move to Bonn. Also, on 17 December, I found out that Swen, who told me that he was going into the hospital two weeks ago, sent a letter to the school saying that he won’t be back after the beginning of the year due to the fact that he has a new job and has to move. So, that leaves the class with Verena (a girl who started in the beginning of December) and Ellen, who only attends on Wednesdays. I asked David if the class would survive, and he told me that with two students, it would.

Ellen, from the same class, gave me a beach towel and a candle of a guy lying on a beach for Christmas. What perfect gifts those are!