mistakes made right

another morning shared with cocoa rice perals and it was off to grammar. for a while we just reviewed what we had done in the last few classes. then the teacher put up a picture with the middle plotted out and a bunch of african kids standing around laughing, handed out "possible" things that could be there. the class was split (before getting the pictures) and i was stuck with 2 people who think they are all that and another girl who is a bit better. all the other groups made up funny interesting stories about their pictures which ranged from an astronaut to a bicycle. my group got a man standing on one foot holding an elefant in the air. so totally made up. but the people in my group had absolutley no imagination and made up a crappy story which involved describing the picture (which was shown to the class) to a "mother" then in the end made it an april fools joke. so it was short and boring. they did not take my adivce at all either. so im not to blame. anyways, after that it was back through the still cold and still rainy weather to the dorm. ate some lunch. and eventually said im not waiting for the dry and took off towards Radolfzell to see if my bike could get fixed up there. on the way it was not acting up much at all. so i dont know what was with yesterday. also my knee had been hurting from yesterday and i realized it was most likely from my seat being to high. i was experimenting the other day and it was higher than i though. thus stretching my leg out to much. i put it down and almost instantly the pain began to reside. the highness probably also was part of why my legs were crap yesterday. in the cold and rain it took me 56 minutes to feel good today. thats a long warmup! soon after i was at the bike shop, which did not help at all. in fact they could not even figure out how to take the crank off. it was pretty funny. ha!
i then came back to konstanz 15 minutes faster than getting there. and again bike was not being so difficult today. i love it when things self repair.
cleaned everything, and was off to the grocery store. i wanted to try my hand at jamican type cooking. like the Whistling Bird by giants ridge. so i bought a sauce. however my brain got confused and i bought Mediteranien sauce not carribean. oops. i realized that when i got home. when i did start to cook i did dads "one pot" with potatoes and pork and vegtables and the sauce. and it turned into a really good stew type thing. everyone was looking at it admiringly, saying mmm soup...

after dinner the sun came out for a few minutes, and for lack of a better picture...