Ludicrous Speed!

I am amazingly, ridiculously fond of German television.

For one thing, you never know  what you’re going to find.  I was flipping channels the other night and I stumbled across an honest-to-goodness ‘you got served’ style multinational dance-off.  The Israeli dance crew’s name is- and I’m not making this up- Kosher Flava.    Also, break-dancing is back in style.  I’m not really sure when that happened; nobody sent me a memo.

A few weeks before that, I was flipping through the channels, and I stumbled across a form of soccer that was played with two small cars and a giant inflatable ball.  This was also supposedly multinational, with the competing nation’s flags painted on the roof of the car.  German television is always full of surprises.

Another thing I love about German television is how much of it is dubbed American television.  There are shows airing here for the first time that have already concluded on other networks-  the recent BBC shows Robin Hood and Merlin started here a few months ago.

There’s also a lot of the shows that I watch in English, also dubbed-  Community, Big Bang Theory, How I Met Your Mother, the Mentalist, the Simpsons, Family Guy, at least four different CSI/NCIS style shows.  The Vampire Diaries.  It’s all on here, dubbed with German voices.

Some of the voices are very good.  The German dub actor for Neil Patrick Harris sounds just like the original.  For that matter, the entire How I Met Your Mother voice cast is pretty brilliant.

The night before last, I stumbled across a masterpiece of German television:  Traumschiff Surprise.

Traumschiff is a hodgepodge word-  a raumschiff is a spaceship and a traum is a dream.  And the movie is a hodgepodge as well-  a parody of Star Trek and Star Wars and several other genre movies, and most randomly, Cyrano de Bergerac. The movie is a healthy dose of camp and sillyness.  The three main Trek-styled characters are played as campy and gay.  Here they are:

I think that I must learn more fluent German, if only to truly understand this brilliant and breathtaking masterwork.    Here’s the trailer for Traumschiff Surprise- it really has to be seen.

Cars Go Zoom!

When I got to Germany back in November, I had a ride from the Munich airport to my hotel here in Regensburg. Along the way, though, I got to see the Autobahn for the first time, and I got to see the German countryside for the first time.

Neither was even remotely what I expected.

The countryside was decidedly more rural than I thought it would be. I didn’t realize before coming here just how much agricultural business goes on in Germany. Outside of the main city areas, it’s pretty much all farmland or forest, with the occasional village in between. In retrospect, this makes perfect sense: How else could a country brew this much beer if they weren’t also farming a metric buttload of hops for the brewing process?

This post isn’t about agriculture though, it’s about cars. While I was on the road between Munich and Regensburg, my eyes were practically glued to the window looking at cars and road signs.

Editor’s Note: One of my favorite jokes about German roadways is one that is only really funny to people who don’t speak German natively: “Where the heck is this town called Ausfahrt?” The reason this is funny is because Ausfahrt means “Exit.” I figured that out by the fourth time I saw it, but I’ve since learned that you can get this gag on a t-shirt over at the Army base. Even the Urban Dictionary riffs on this one:

Biggest city in Germany. Almost every Autobahn exit directs to it.
– Damn, I missed the exit.
– Don’t worry. The next one will be to “Ausfahrt” as well.

It’s comforting to know that I’m not the only one who thinks like that. Then again, I spent more than two months trying to figure out what the “Einbahnstrasse” signs were all pointing to before my friend Jenny explained, without laughing at me too much, that it means “one way street.”

I think I may have seen too many James Bond chase sequences to have a realistic idea of what the Autobahn would look like, though. I expected it to be wide and flat and fast. I didn’t see stretches of the Autobahn that really matched that description until much later, as it turns out. As I hurtled down the Autobahn in the airport liner van on that first day, I watched the cars that were going past us, and the cars we passed. Some things were completely as expected: Lots of BMW and Volkswagen, Mercedes and Audi. Also present, in smaller numbers, were expected vehicles like Fords and Minis, Suzukis and Hondas, Mitsubishis and Toyotas. And one Lamborghini, just to be contrary. I’ve since seen a Tesla Roadster, but that’s not at all common.

There were also some breeds of car that I’d seen in the past in the US, but not recently, like Renault, Fiat, and Peugeot. But there were also a lot of cars that I’ve never seen in the United States. I’ve learned their names now, of course. Citroen. Skoda. Opel. These three are very, very common here. (And some of the new Citroens are just adorable!)

After observing for a while, I noticed something interesting- nobody here has a huge car. Space is at a premium in all things. Parking lots are small. I haven’t seen anything like a Hummer or a Ford Explorer. I’m sure that larger vehicles might be in use on farms, but not in the cities. With gas prices currently running at the equivalent of eight and a half US Dollars per gallon even for the cheap stuff, this isn’t really a surprise. It’s priced per liter here, but after you convert liters to gallons, and Euros to dollars, it’s not cheap. I saw a Pontiac Trans Am purring down the street last week, and I thought I was hallucinating.

Over the last few weeks, I’ve been building up a little collection of pictures of official vehicles, because they fascinate me. In the US, most of the official vehicles are common American brands, and that’s to be expected. Here, though, there is an entry level Mercedes that looks like it’s roughly the right class to compete with the Honda Fit. In the US, Mercedes is a luxury car. Here, all of the taxis are Mercedes.

The same thing applies to emergency vehicles. Ambulances and fire trucks are pretty much what you’d expect- a van is a van is a van- the smaller emergency vehicles, however, are pretty snazzy looking. the fire department’s smaller vehicle? BMW.

Emergency medical service? This one is an Audi. The 112 inscribed on the side door is because the emergency call number here is 112, not 911 as it is back in the US. This is also a good example of the German language trying to confuse me. Arzt is “doctor.” The vehicle says notarzt. Which means “emergency doctor,” even though my EnglishBrain keeps screaming “but it says it’s NOT a doctor!”

Last, but certaintly not least, are the Polizei. (And bonus, it’s next to a Skoda in traffic, so you can see one of those as well.) Our frendly neighborhood cops drive BMWs accented with green. I’ve been told by several people that the police are shifting gradually over to blue instead of green to match large portions of the rest of the world, but I haven’t seen any blue on the cars or uniforms yet around town. I happen to think these little hatchback polizei cars are pretty good looking, though.

I wanted an Audi before I moved to Germany. I wonder if I’ll still want one as badly when I get back to the US.

Germany

I’ve been clearing out an ancient LiveJournal in preparation for deleting the account. While most of the stuff there is utter fluff, a tiny portion of the posts are worth preserving. What follows is one such post. The original was written on the LJ in September of 2011, as I was considering a move to Germany. This blog was actually created the following month, in October.

Details are beginning to emerge regarding my potential stint in Germany.

For those of you who missed the previous post about this, I’ve put my name in for consideration to live and work in Regensburg, Germany. The commitment is supposedly for three years now, up from the one to two years I was originally told. I would be about to turn 42 when I return to the US. That’s kind of fun.

I’m the only person who volunteered for this, so it’s not a competition. If I remain ghung ho, it looks like I’m heading to Germany. Soon. Definitely before 2012.

Apparently I need to travel to Germany to find a place to live, because I have to have a German address in order to even apply for the work permit- German labor laws for foreign nationals are pretty stringent. I’ve seen some of the exchanges between local HR and the folks in Germany, and it’s enlightening, to say the least.

If this all happens, and things look like they’re definitely heading that way, I’ll need to offload a bunch of stuff from my storage unit- the fees involved in storing a house full of furniture for three years are well in advance of what it would cost to simply replace that furniture when I come back. I’m likely giving away my bedroom set, couch, the dining room table, and a bunch of other stuff. I’m keeping my coffee table, damn it. I love that thing.

The area where I’ll be is Regensburg, about an hour outside of Munich. It’s a scenic,temperate place that has a lot of businesses. Siemens is there. There’s a BMW factory. There’s an Ikea.

It looks almost stereotypically German. The Old Stone Bridge, pictured here, is a famous local landmark which was supposedly built by the Romans, so there’s that.

The folks in the office there are all pretty fluent in English, so I’m not going to be totally adrift at first. I plan on getting myself Rosetta Stone, at least level 1, before I head over. I fully expect to be fluent in German after three years there, but my accent will probably be shit. We’ll see.

This is exciting. And terrifying. And happening.