My Arrival in Germany

The time finally came when I could fly to Germany to be with Dave. I was so excited to get to see him again and to be in Europe. My flights went off without a hitch and it was a great trip. However when I got to the Frankfurt airport, Dave was nowhere to be found. I waited and waited and he did not show up. Someone had already called his unit and he was supposedly on his way. This is when I started thinking that I had definitely made a big mistake. Here I was, a nineteen year old girl in a strange and foreign country and he didn't care enough to be on time to pick me up! He said he got the times mixed up between stateside time and Germany time. One might ask, maybe he should have believed that I knew exactly what time I was getting in and told him several times. He finally did show up, and by the time he did I really had mixed feelings about it. I was glad that someone was there to pick me up, but being reunited with him was not as exciting as it should have been. This was not a good way to start our life together. We got my luggage and drove to Gelnhausen, Germany to our new apartment.