Club der Kulturen

Last night was great for many reasons. We danced to the Beatles, German pop song "Mein Herz tanzt" and awesome songs that I have on Just Dance on my Wii at home. Then we played Twister and I won! And then I played the piano, which had been in the room all night and I hadn't noticed.

Playing the piano was amazing. I haven't played for maybe a year and I talked to a guy who can't read music but can improvise really well- I want to do that too and he showed me that improvising is based on the left hand doing an arpeggio chord sequence, similar to the guitar, like CAFG, and playing an awesome tune with the right hand. I had two problems: coordinating the different fingerwork of both hands and thinking of an awesome tune. Everything I played sounded melancholy. It was sad when I remember how I used to think of awesome songs I used to think out and play. Indeed I wrote down some songs in a pink sheet music book, but I haven't seen it for maybe eight years. I should try and find it again.

I still remember the song my first proper boyfriend sang and played on the piano for me in the school music rooms. It made me cry. I wish I had the music and all the words so I could play it. The melody, first verse and chorus are still with me and I'll never forget them.

So in summary: Becky is made happy by crazy dancing, playing Twister and pianos. It was also incredibly lovely to sleep overnight in the student club which *made* my time in Chemnitz. Almost all my Chemnitz friends worked or work there, or at least went to one of the many evenings there: English Club, French Club, etc. I am even directly responsible for one of them joining, who now leads the club. And I can belong to this ever changing family like community twice a year when I visit. The sofas were very comfy, the brunch was awesome: we had a Moroccan chef with us and I managed to persuade them to play the German Cluedo (Clu-Eh-do) with me.

I went Go Karting this evening which I was terrified about but was actually amazing, even if I did come last. Alhough it was a bit sad that when we had a race, the German guy who was winning all evening stopped driving when someone overtook him. He couldn't cope with not winning I guess.

Tomorrow I look forward to lunch (Mittagessen) in the Mensa (student cafeteria), a lecture demonstrating Christmas science experiments and ballet in the evening. I hope I wake up in time...

Pass auf euch auf!