Women's World Cup in Germany

The Women's World Cup ended on Sunday night in Germany. I did not go to any games (they were sold out and I prefer to see sports on TV) even though some were quite close by. I did watch the final game though at a local Irish pub. The annoying thing was that there were two TVs on different satellites, one of which was about 4 seconds faster than the other. The TV I was watching was the slower one, so most misses on goal were known beforehand.

I brought along to the bar a little American flag. A British man at the bar mistook me for German after I told him auf Deutsch that it would be better to watch the penalty kicks on the other (faster) TV. He pointed at my flag, said "Nasty! Why?" I was too much in shock to say anything.

In other rudeness this week, I walked by a guy on the street. He turned around (the boots I was wearing make a loud clicking sound) and told his girlfriend, "I would sell those shoes!" If I had not been taken off guard, I would have told his girlfriend something like, "Luckily a loud pair of shoes is easier to get rid of than a rude boyfriend."

In other happenings, I took a dance course last weekend with Peter at the Abendakadmie (night academy). We learned various dances over the weekend and I was not nearly as bad as I thought I would be (in school, learned only the macarena and the electric slide, neither of which I can do now).