some thank you notes

Tuesday, March 29, 2011



Dear host brother in Poland,  thank you for speaking Polish with me but also taking an interest in learning English.  Laughing with you as you try to learn my language, and me as I try to learn yours, is so much fun.  Like the time you asked if I wanted to watch 127 Hours or Black Swan and it came out, “Man……arm…..cut off…..arm….OR….bird….black bird….you want? Which?”  With such enticing descriptions, how could I decide?  Also, thanks for teaching me how to play pool!  I'll probably forget everything by next week, but it was the thought that counts.

Dear host mom in Poland, thank you for making a whole cake just for me. No, you didn’t make it for my arrival, you literally made the entire cake for me and I know that because I am the only person who ate it/the only person in the house who likes sweets. I know you didn’t put any sugar in it because I watched you make it, yet when you tasted it, you said, “Ugh, too sweet!” just by the mere taste of the powdered sugar sprinkled on top. Oh and thanks for sprinkling the powdered sugar on top, just for me. Thanks for probably buying the powdered sugar just for me. In case it wasn’t obvious by my more or less licking the plate, I really liked this cake (that’s why I ate 3 pieces of it in less than 24 hours, duh). I guess you could tell, though, since you packed the cake up in its entirety and sent me home with it. Oh and thanks for making it heart-shaped. That was cute.

Dear host dad in Poland, thank you for making me your own version of dessert in the form of fruit salad. Where I come from (said in a Southern accent), a bowl of bananas, oranges, pears, peaches and grapes would be considered a light, midmorning snack. But here in Poland, however, (or at least in this family), this is dessert at its finest. I hope you gathered by my 3rd helping of this dish that I loved it (though not as much as the heart-shaped cake….sorry).

Dear Wrocław Główny (the train station in Wroclaw), thanks for being so fun to pronounce!

Dear Polish men/German men/whatever men who were sitting on the train from Wroclaw to Dresden, thank you for not standing up and offering your seat to young girl who stepped on the train looking haggard and sad, carrying a purse, laptop bag, duffel bag and shopping bag, thus causing her to stand uncomfortably for 1 hour until the next stop. My dad would have given up his seat for the girl. My boyfriend and his friends would have, too. And not just because the girl was me (surprise!) but because they have good old-fashioned manners. Here’s another surprise: this “thank you” is sarcastic.

Dear young couple next to me during the 1 hour long stand on the train, thank you for making out non-stop from the time you stepped on the train to the time you stepped off. Thanks for managing to both disgust me and make me wish I hadn’t just said goodbye to my boyfriend by the sweet nothings you whispered to one another in between make-outs. Hey, this “thank you” is also sarcastic, in case you couldn’t tell.

Dear Deutsche Bahn, thank you for repeating the intercom announcements in Polish after reading them once in German. This helps when 1/2 of the aforementioned couple sneezes at the exact moment something important is being announced in German. Also, thank you, God, for helping me learn Polish, or at least enough to understand intercom announcements.

Dear man sitting next to me on the train, why is the ringer on your cell phone the sound of a cat meowing? This isn’t a “thank you”, I’m just curious. When you reached inside your jacket pocket to answer your phone the first time it rang (and, okay, maybe the 2nd time, too), I really expected a baby kitten to jump out of there. I really did.

Sincerely,me.

18 comments:

Ashley said...

Cat meowing ringtone??? Oooh boy, Oooh boy! I have to say I'm a little disappointed as well that a kitten didn't jump out of his coat pocket. ha. ;)
I can't believe not a single man got up to let you sit down?? ummm rude much?!
Your letter to Piotr = SO precious!!! <3 xo

Brenna [fabuleuxdestin] said...

hehe ricky ricardo. seems like you guys make a good couple :)

Eva @ Four Leaf Clover said...

This is such a sweet post! : ) Sounds like you and Piotr are a great couple and that his family really loves you. But I'm sure you already know all this. You made me feel better, too (I'm the youngest and only girl + I may get frustrated way too easily more often than I should).

Megan said...

dear jenni,

thank you for making me laugh out loud and for reminding me of all of the fun times i had in eastern europe.

Also thank you for bringing me your presence in april.

-
Meg

Jan said...

Ha I loved the sarcastic thank you's. Especially to the ones that wouldn't let you have their seats. And the Ricky Ricardo reference!!

Zoe said...

Dear Jenni,

You don't know me but my name's Zoe and loved this post and your sarcasm. I could write a billion letters like this! I moved to Frankfurt from New Zealand 6 months ago and have had to get used to the 'interesting' ways of German/European people. Here's a couple for you :)

Dear Man on train to Amsterdam: do you have to sniff/hoick so disgustingly every few minutes? Do you not realise how gross it is and that people don't really want to hear that? And that I've never heard people do that in public until I came to Germany?
Dear 3 guys on S-Bahn today: Do you realise the train is empty and that you don't need to sit right next to me, and I kiiinda know what you guys are saying but I'm acting dumb because I don't want to talk to you because you're kinda creepy, and I called my friend to speak English to her so you know I can't really understand you anyway?
Dear guy who followed me home after that: I said hi to you because you said it to me, and I didn't want to be rude. If you start following me down the street saying hi over and over again and talking to me with sentences I actually don't understand...... also whistling at me like a dog and trying to keep up with my superquick slightly-scared footsteps, isn't gunna make me wanna talk to you.... And I hope you didn't see where I live...

Love reading your blog miss xo

Jenni Austria Germany said...

Ummm yes, Zoe, WHY is it that it's socially acceptable to follow people over here? I just don't get it!!!

Antoinette said...

Sweetest funniest post ever!! Sounds like Piotr's family absolutely adore you but then again who wouldn't. Must be so so hard having to say goodbye to him all the time but your time together would be extra precious.

xx

magdalena viktoria said...

sweet :)

Brooke said...

This is so sweet AND hilarious :D

The Many Colours of Happiness said...

Aww this is the sweetest posts! Though I have to say, I like your sarcastic thank yous more haha, because I'm rather evil!

Mighty Burns said...

I love this!

Erica said...

just found your blog and i seriously laugh out loud on the couch every night while reading it. your travels are awesome!

Jenni @ Story of My Life said...

Lol... you are too funny girl!! And isn't Windows Live Writer amaaazing?? I feel sorry for all those who don't use it...

kylee said...

please let chivalry come back. pet peeve: when boys don't hold doors open for girls. okay so maybe it's not a pet peeve and maybe i can open my own doors but i really do love when guys pull our their gentleman and do it for us. the fact that those guys didn't give up their seats on the train definitely bugs me. hold up? a man has a cat meowing for his ringtone? funniest thing ever! goodness i'd like to hear that man's phone ring.

ashley @ chasing heartbeats said...

what jerks on the train! I thought people here in europe had better manners than some of what I had seen stateside! this post is amazing and made me laugh out loud, but really a cat meowing?? that is bordering on creepy.

Krystal said...

you are too cute. this is a side note, but why do german/swiss people blow their nose on the train SO LOUDLY?! I about jump out of my skin and plus it's the most disgusting sound in the world. aldkjfa;ldkfj

Han said...

Could you imagine if a kitten had jumped out of his pocket?! That would be awesome lol. My OH thinks I'm funny because I ignored the English announcements and tried to translate the French/Dutch announcements for him when we went to Paris and Amsterdam (I don't speak Dutch and just about enough French to get by!)