Somehow, I’m leaving Vallendar tomorrow. Don’t get me wrong, I know how
I’m leaving Vallendar tomorrow, but I’m not sure how the time is
already here. This week set a land- speed record in my mind, and even
though it hasn’t fully set in yet, I’m not sure I’m ready to leave. I
feel like I just got here, like I just met these people, like we just
took our first company visit. And then I realize that I’m here, sitting
in my room on a Friday afternoon, taking a break from packing so that I can leave early in the morning. Time is relative, right?
I can actually prove that, because earlier this week my classmates
and I were stuck in traffic for over an hour and a half, and that most
certainly did not go by quickly. That’s a story for a little bit down the page.
This past week was exceptional. Exceptionally busy. Parts were boring, and parts were very exciting, but overall it was busy.
On Monday, I sat through a lecture on luxury brand management, where I
learned how managing a luxury brand is surprisingly different than
managing literally anything else, and where I also learned that I don’t
wish to be around any sort of luxury brands, ever. The lecture made me a
little upset with the world for creating an industry worth more than
Apple, comprised of useless items priced in the thousands (or millions.)
But, I digress.
On Tuesday, my favorite lecture of the entire two-week class went a
little bit over time and I didn’t mind one bit. We were talking about
competition in Europe, and how non-European companies compete with
companies that are at home within the EU. It was extremely interesting,
because for nearly the entire lecture we talked about a case study:
Wal-Mart. Wal-Mart tried entering Germany, and their try lasted for
about ten years before they left the market with over two billion
dollars in losses, which was a stark difference from the invincible
Wal-Mart we talk about in every business class in Fayetteville.
After the lecture, we took off for a company visit to the largest
steel-packaging producer in the world. Steel-packaging sounded exciting,
and the “biggest producer in the world” had my interest, but let me
tell you, I was wrong. On the tour (and in the hour-long lecture we had
prior) I learned more about steel manufacturing than I’ve ever desired.
By the end of our visit, all of us were more than ready to take off our
hard hats and hair nets, climb into the bus, and hurry home.
Wednesday, our lecture was over climate change and sustainability, which
had interesting parts and important pieces but overall was a little
more boring than the rest. The exciting part of Wednesday was our visit
to the castle Marksburg, about a half hour outside of Vallendar. It was
absolutely beautiful. Marksburg is the only castle in Germany that’s
never been destroyed or captured, but was always peacefully passed down
or given away. We were able to see all of the rooms vital to the castle,
such as the main bedroom, the stone kitchen, and of course, the
weapon-filled torture room. The castle was on a hill overlooking both
the Rhine River and a small town, offering beautiful views no matter
where you looked.
On our way back, we noticed the traffic getting heavy. Before we had
gone another quarter mile, we were stuck, bumper to bumper. We’d all
been in traffic before, and so we didn’t expect it to last long. After
all, it was right before 5, so rush hour was beginning to pile up.
First, ten minutes passed. Then another ten. Before we knew it, we had
been sitting, without moving, for forty five minutes. None of us had
brought anything but our phones, because it was supposed to be a short
trip, and none of us had service or wi-fi, so we began listing off every
joke we knew and every riddle we could think of.
An hour into the
standstill traffic, people were climbing out of their cars and asking to
use the in-bus bathroom. Having strangers climb onto the bus, shuffle
down the aisle, and cut off the students waiting in line for the
one-person bathroom sure is interesting. One of my classmates remembered
she had Heads Up on her phone, so the next half-hour was passed
guessing movies and animals. An hour and forty minutes into the traffic,
we finally started moving.
On Thursday, we had our finance lecture, which was extremely
interesting because it was all about comparing Anglo-Saxon financial
systems to those of Continental Europe. However, finance was the last
thing on all of our minds; our group presentations, worth half of our
grade, were that afternoon.
My group was presenting on business attractiveness in the
Netherlands, which meant I knew more about the Netherlands than the
average Dutch person (we had practiced quite a few times, mostly out of
nervousness.) After the lecture was over, presentations began and my
group was selected to go third.
We survived.
To celebrate the finale of presentations, some of my friends and I
left Vallendar for Koblenz, the nearest city, for dinner. After
exploring for a minute, we settled on a Mexican restaurant for two
reasons: first, because we were interested in German Mexican, and
second, because our Canadian friend had never had Mexican at all.
Ironically, it was the best Mexican food I’ve ever had in my entire
life.
Friday morning was spent studying for the test that would come later
that afternoon, comprising the other half of our grades. Despite being
in school for only two weeks, we had taken a substantial amount of
notes- I had over twenty handwritten pages- so studying kept us busy. I
packed two peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, wrapped in paper towels
and rubber bands, so that I could study even longer.
The test was tough, but it went well. It covered everything we had
learned from day one, but thankfully, nearly all of it had been very
interesting. Afterwards, we all left to go pack a bit before our final
group excursion: our farewell dinner.
The dinner, held in a traditional German restaurant outside of
Koblenz, was a fancy occasion. I was unaware of this, so I went in
tennis shoes and a t-shirt. My buddy went in athletic shorts, also
unaware of the dress code, so we sat next to each other in hopes that we
wouldn’t be heckled if we were a part of a group.
I ordered a beer because it was my last night in the region, and
could only drink half of it before passing it off to another friend. It
all tastes like medicine to me; apparently German medicine is really
good. The food came on a giant platter on a heated brick, enough food
for four people with leftovers. It included six different types of meat
(no worries, I had all six on my first plate,) as well as corn,
potatoes, noodles, beans, and a giant head of lettuce. I’ll bet you can
guess which one of the foods we left on the platter.
To walk off the giant caloric intake we had just endured, we went for
a walk by the river and took pictures as a big group. We realized that
we had only just started becoming truly good friends, and that it was a
shame to be leaving after establishing all of these relationships.
To prolong any goodbyes, we all got one last ice cream cone when we returned to Vallendar.
These two weeks went by faster than I ever thought possible, and I
learned more than I learned all last semester. I made some incredible
friendships and got to see some extremely cool sights. It was an awesome
two weeks, and I’m so grateful to have gotten to go. I thank God for
all that happened these last few weeks, and I praise Him because He kept
me so safe, healthy, and adventurous. He was written all over my time
in Vallendar, and I hope He’ll be written all over the rest of this
adventure, as well.
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