Greetings from Oberhausen
Wie Gates, everybody!
The only German term I actually learned in my four years of taking the language in high school. Truthfully, that’s all I walked away with. It was just too damn difficult. Once I hit the masculine and feminine articles---I WAS DONE! For example, this hotel---is feminine. Why? I have no idea. There are no female body parts to be found anywhere that would back-up that argument.
My second flight over here to Europe and just as brutal as the first. Three hours to Atlanta, almost a four-hour layover there, and then another nine to Dusseldorf. Just tough being on a plane for that length of time when you have a hard time sitting in the same place for 10 minutes to begin with.
After being picked up by one of the workers at the airport (that’s wrestlers—not some poor slob who actually works at the airport), a strapping young man by the name of Mike---who shared his girlfriend problems with my for the better part of two hours---(I told you people actually DO see me as the “Oprah of Podcasting”), I was taken to and dropped off at my hotel.
OK, so it’s my second stay in Germany, and here’s my assessment about their hotels. Yes, they have “character”, but outside of that they really “bite the bratwurst”. They’re old, they’re cold, they have no water flow, they’re designed for “very” small people, and oh, by the way, the internet totally sucks... I’d be better getting my message out there through a freaking’, flying PIDGEON touting a mail bag!!! And, just forget about watching any TV over here---not one English word can be heard. Thank God for my 5-year old IPAD; I am being entertained by ancient episodes of The Office, Ali G and Curb Your Enthusiasm. And, because the room is well below the temp it should be, I’ve already gotten a cool. Started feeling it yesterday, definitely confirmed it when I work up this morning--- Can’t even shoot a snot-rocket out of my left nostril.
I left Jon Lester on my bench yesterday because somehow before I left I forgot to insert him in my starting line-up. He put up 33 points yesterday that I didn’t get. That really pissed me off.
But, I have to tell you---honestly---it’s all good. I know I have a long stay here, but I do realize how fortunate I am to actually get out and see places, and meet people I never thought I’d ever cross paths with in my life. And, I have to tell you, as much as I love our America, thus far throughout my two visits the people whom I’ve met in Europe have just been some of the finest human beings I have ever met. Friendly, and NEVER loud like this New York jackass, always an even keel of respect and politeness.
Saw James Storm yesterday. He looked great---always one of my favorites. A REAL-LIFE cowboy that could REALLY @#$% you up if he chose to. Also saw Sean Waltman. I was a bit relieved that he had no heat with me over my Chyna interview. I heard he was a bit upset with it, but I think he understands that my position, or job, was to simply ask the questions. Her answers were HER answers, and no matter how much I support my friend---it was her telling her story, not me telling mine.
And . . . that was all day one. The journey will continue, and I will be here to report on it as it happens! As always, I thank you for all the support, and realize that it was your faithfulness over the years that gave me the opportunity to experience things that I never imagined . . . even though I will now do it with a tissue stuffed up my nose to keep it from dripping!