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I've been here for about a week and a half, and I've been to a castle, gotten lost in Nürnberg (a.k.a. Nuremberg), been to the zoo, finished a sock (and am almost halfway through the second), done some embroidery that will be turned into a little sewing case, gone to the lake three times, and smelled turkey poo the entire time because I'm living with turkey farmers and when you have 25,000 turkeys (no, I did not mis-type that, there really are that many zeros), your property kinda smells. You get used to it. Mostly.

While I was in Nürnberg I bought Christmas ornaments for me and Mom, and the special edition Indiana Jones three-movie set. I was super excited, because I've been wanting to see them for a while, and since they're in English and German I thought it would be fun to watch with the kids... and then I got back to the house and remembered that, thanks to regional DVD codes, I can't play it back home unless I download something to my computer. FUN TIMES.

I think I'm slowly getting less homesick, but it's still there. It's sort of a dull "No matter how much fun you're having this still isn't home and you don't belong here" feeling that seems to spike randomly. This afternoon was one of those spikes, though I really was just sad and lonely instead of crying, so that's something, at least.