Coming off a busy weekend with our host families, Monday was a day for reunification. We reunited both with one another and with life in school. Stories of various weekend escapades were exchanged, moments together relived, and class together was comfortable. Even more comfortable were the activities we did. I visited Economics class (spoken in English) and English class, in both of which I had opportunities to talk to the group and help in activities, such as reading off a dialogue highlighting the importance of a business plan and what it holds. I didn’t get to speak English all day, though; next I went to German. To my surprise, the class was given an excerpt from Henrik Ibsen’s “A Doll’s House,” a book I had read earlier in the year as part of our 10th grade syllabus. From what I remember of our discussions, the German classes were more direct with their interpretations, not worrying about claiming the wrong meaning before giving their opinion. After school, the exchange group visited Goethe University. Located in Frankfurt, we were able to experience the cross section of German university and city life. However, fitting toward the common theme of our exchange activities, nothing is German without German history involved. We heard not only about the possible fields of study, cost, and schedule available to students, but we also heard much about the history of the buildings, dating back to before the Second World War. Originally the main headquarters for a huge chemical and pharmaceutical conglomerate (IG-Farben) that later became tied up in Nazi politics and produced among other things the gas used in concentration camps, the main building was re-purposed after the war as the headquarters for U.S. occupation forces and the principal location for implementing the Marshall Plan. [The U.S. Army returned the building to Germany in 1995, and it became the new site for the Goethe University in 2001.] After returning to Oberursel and making an early visit to the Brunnenfest, I went home with Cole and his partner Moritz O.; my partner was feeling ill after the university. Moritz’s house was very interesting; the house was divided into three flats, all connected by a staircase at the front like an apartment building. ~Christian S.