Thursday, January 9th at about 2:30am I looked out the bedroom window and saw the beautiful snow falling just as had been predicted.
We had discussed the weather conditions before heading to bed and decided if the snow was as bad as they predicted we would not drive the car but would take the bus to and from work today.
We were up and going early enough to pack our lunch (we stopped to get a sandwich after the bus dropped us off) and be out the door to wait for the 7:01am bus number 704 to downtown. We were surprised to see about 10 students waiting at the bus stop too. More suprising was the crowded bus that came to a stop in front of us and all the students crowded in front of us to get on. Two seats were available in the "seniors" section but the facing seats were taken by two young boys who had earpods and were playing games. Their huge backpacks were on the floor in front of them blocking the way to get to the seats. They were totally oblivious to out plight, but we crowded our way into the seats anyway.
Note to self: never take the 7:01am "school bus" again. Wait for the 7:31 bus!
We were happy to arrive at the archive after picking up a sandwich and got to work. At lunch time, we saw from the lunchroom window that snow had continued to fall and it was beautiful outside.
(Photo taken from inside the archive building)
I decided to take a few minutes and grab a couple of photos because we didn't know how long the snow would last.
Kids were rolling balls of snow, probably to build a snowman. Very clever to use the top of the wall.
Ed and I determined that we would work until 6pm and then walk down the street to a little Italian restaurant we had wanted to try that opens at 6pm. We walked in and enjoyed a wonderful meal.
The 704 bus we needed to get home runs every half hour until 9:00pm so we had plenty of time to enjoy our meal, bundle back up and head out the door to walk the little way to the bus stop for the 7:34pm bus.
As we walked out the door onto the street at about 7:15pm we saw a 704 bus driving down the street. There were no people on the bus and this was in between times for the bus to be on the street so it was a little odd, but we didn't worry too much. Another bus would soon come so we quickly made our way to the bus stop.
This stop has an electronic board that shows how long before the next bus will arrive. Our bus, the 704 to Hiddesen was not on the board. In fact no buses were on the board! We waited for about 30 minutes and realized that in fact no buses would be coming our way. We also realized we had no idea how to call a taxi or even if a taxi was out tonight. (Taxi's are not seen very often in Detmold)
We looked at each other realizing that we would have to walk home!
Our apartment is about 4 km from the archive depending on the streets you take. It is uphill to get home and we have never walked it before. We don't know which roads have sidewalks and with the snow continuing to fall I had a quick vision of stepping in snow thinking I'd step on a solid part of a walkway and fall because of a missed step. The snowplows in this little city had not yet been very effective.
Oh...This was not good.
I turned around and saw the Lippischer Hof (hotel) on the corner and realized they would know how to get a taxi if there was one to be had. Ed agreed and then said, "If we can't get a taxi we will get a room and spend the night." (hahahaha)
The gracious young woman at the desk who spoke English helped us get taxi with no problem. The driver did not speak any English, but we could give him directions to our address. We made it home and decided we would never take the bus because of snow again.
The next morning, we came out to drive to work and realized that the snow had built up enough that some shoveling would be needed. The snow here is really wet and heavy so this was not a small task.
Our neighbor had already shoveled a way out of her parking spot so it was a big job for
Ed to do our spot which is on the end by the front door.
I am very happy he is a healthy man.
He started right off with his very warm jacket on but it was long before the
jacket came off with all the work.
My hero!
While Ed was working, I walked up to the neighbor on the corner and took a quick photo of the wonderful winter fort they had made.
The next Sunday we saw remains of the snowman the ward children had made.
And that is our "first big snow of the year in Germany" story!