Firstly, I went into the kitchen and got myself some breakfast. I love German breakfast food, the breads and the different cheeses... mmmm...
I had my much needed shower and then layered on my clothing, getting ready to go outside. I wore a long sleeve top, a short sleeve top, a hoodie, a ski jacket, thick tights, socks, jeans, mittens, a beanie and my doc martens. When I finally went outside, only my exposed face was a bit cold. It wasn't even that cold today. 
I went for a walk, but firstly I needed to go to the bank. I was a little worried about communicating what I needed and if the man would be able to understand what I wanted done, but it was perfectly fine and he understood straight away.
I decided to walk around the village the way I had gone when I stayed here last time. I took 2 of my cameras with me and took a lot of photos... a loooooot. Over 200... It is really pretty here with all the snow covering the houses and trees.
The walk around the village is decent, you walk near the train line, through a tunnel, near a flour mill, over the train line, through farming paddocks and then you eventually walk through the other side of the village to get home. There are two paddocks with goats in them. Last time I was here, we fed the goats because one had just had a baby. They all came running towards me and tried to jump over the fence. Soon they warmed up to me and I was able to pat them.
When I actually got home I had to pleasure of opening the front door by myself... All I had to do was open an old German door... easy enough, I thought...
I thought wrong. That door is satan. I spent 10-15 minutes attempting to open in, wondering why the key turned so much and wondering what the trick was to opening it. Needless to say, I never really got the door open. Multiple cars drove past and people walked past, wondering why I was standing there trying to open it. In a small village, I guess it would be strange to see.
Finally I gave in and asked one of the neighbours who was sweeping snow off the footpath to help me. He thought I was trying to break in and it didn't help that the dog started barking when we came to the door, but I had to explain that I was from Austrlia on exchange. I got into the house, he opened it so easily. I made a note to learn how to open in when the family got home and there is a trick to it. Later in the afternoon, I made cookies with my 'exchange mother' and she had also bought a gingerbread house kit, so we put that together as well. One of the neighbours who is about 8 years old came over to help out and he and Paul, the son asked to use my camera and take photos around the house. We had a lot of fun.
We had bread with different meats and cheeses for dinner and then some of the aunties came over to catch up. I found out that christmas dinner or lunch will have more than 12 people attending. It should be interesting to have such a large get together.
Oh and here are some pictures of the advent calendars! I get a present every 3 days, how exciting. The first day is tomorrow! :)
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