Guten tag from Leipzig!
I was hoping to be able to upload some pictures of our trip today, but I’m having a little difficulty getting my camera to talk to my computer…but I’m used to communication issues by now (Get it? Because we’re in Germany). Oh well. I’ll keep trying, but I may have to upload a mass amount at once when we’re back in the States.
Anyways, what a trip it has been thus far! Since my lovely co-bloggoddes last posted, we traveled to Wittenberg, Merseburg, and Leipzig, sang “A Mighty Fortress” about 20 times, saw breathtaking churches and organs, met our host families, fell in love with our host families, and overall continued to enjoy countless once-in-a-lifetime experiences. Berlin was wonderful. It was exciting for us to see the big city and its interesting pre- and post-war architecture. But, at least for me, the arrival in Wittenberg was where my trip became something I will never forget. The town was adorable and quaint; a one mile long road filled with shops, cafés, restaurants, and beautiful buildings went through the town. We started our time in our sister city by seeing THE DOOR. For those of you who don’t immediately know which door I’m referring to, I’m talking about the door to which Martin Luther nailed his 95 theses. What a treat. We moved into the church and sang “A Mighty Fortress.” Repeat: I sang a song, written by Luther, in the church where he nailed the most influential document in Lutheran history. It was quite apparent that the choir felt this magnitude. I, personally, have been dubbed the person who can no longer make it through a song without crying whenever we are in a beautiful church. I’m quite alright with that. The amount of experiences just like that one that we have had in the past two days is amazing.
We were supposed to sing for the Lord Mayor of Wittenberg, but he unfortunately got tied up with some diplomatic mayor stuff. But we still enjoyed singing for some of his staff and some “Wittenberg in Wittenberg” people. We sang in the church where Luther preached and saw Luther’s house. WOW.
After some shopping and eating, we headed to Merseburg where we sang in a very old, very cold church. It was much less ornate than the others we’ve visited, but no less impactful. Hearing the last chord of a song linger for seconds and bounce off of century-old walls is an amazing experience – I highly recommend it. After dinner and a short rehearsal, we met our host families. Some spoke more English than others, some spoke none at all. Many had children who served as translators. All were welcoming and kind. People were taken all around the town to see different things. I saw a 5,000 year old grave that was just recently found. Another group saw (and licked) a salt wall. The group that went with Heepke’s (our resident German) aunt’s family bonded quickly with there two children, regardless of the language barrier. I’m positive we’ll all come home with great stories.
We sang this morning at the church, ate lunch and had a short while to explore Merseburn, and then traveled to Leipzig where we had a tour of the city. Oh, and sang in Bach’s church (you guessed it – I cried).
Now we are at our hotel getting some R&R – we’re about 3 miles from anything at all, so it looks like we’ll be staying in for the night.
Because I have no pictures (grumble grumble) that’s all I have for now. We’re thinking of everyone at home and having an absolutely astounding time.