Snow, France, and Embarrasing Moments

Okay, sorry I haven't updated, but I've been super busy trying to become a legal temporary citizen of Germany and trying to figure out when I can move out of the dorm I'm in now, and into my new one. These tasks are way harder than they should be because German office hours seemed to have been designed by Dr. Seuss. No office workers have a nine to five shift. In fact, my dorm director is only in his office for one hour a week at two entirely different half hour periods. Which of course is rather stressful. At least restaurants have normal hours.
Anyway, I went to Strasbourg, France on Friday, which was a lot of fun. At least the second part of it was. The first part of the day involved touring the EU Parliament building which was really boring. I also had a frightening/embarrassing moment. When we went on a restroom break, the lock to my stall stopped working and I got stuck in the bathroom. And these stalls aren't like American stalls. They're actually a more like a closet, so there was no way out, and I suddenly became extremely claustrophobic and began panicking. About three different girls were trying to get me out of the stall, and they finally had to go get one of the language school directors to come and pick the lock with his pocket knife. I shudder every time I think about that.
Anyway, after the tour we had a lunch break at the cafes around this huge cathedral, which I forgot the name of. At the cafe, I had decided to take a risk and order something entirely new even though the Leberknodel thing hadn't worked out. Fortunately for me, one of the Americans I was eating with knew a little French and informed me I was about to order a plate full of pig feet. I know I love oysters, but I think I draw the line at pig feet. After we ate (chicken for me, not pig feet), we toured the cathedral and then went walking about the old part of Straßbourg. It was amazing. It looked just like some stereotypical fairytale village (if you ingnored the fact that everyone was wearing jeans and T-shirts). Unfortunately, my camera batteries decided to die at that particular moment, and I have no pictures. : (
I was super excited this morning to wake up to a snow covered Freiburg. Of course it melted pretty quickly, but for a Texan, I was quite enthralled. And speaking of snow, this weekend we're going to on a Schneewanderung (snow hike) up to the peak of the tallest Alp in the region, and then to get down, we're going to sled! I am so excited! I have never even seen enough snow to even think about sledding. The language school decided to cancel the trip to Mannheim and replace it with this, because only four people signed up to go (including me). The whole purpose of the Mannheim trip was to see this museum about how Germans live in the eighteenth century and then to work in groups doing some householdy project like eighteenth century Germans would. Needless to say, I think sledding is going to be more fun.
I scored a 2 on my oral Referat, which I was told is quite good. In German, your grades range from 1 to 6, 1 being the best grade, and 6 being failure. I just found out today that I had placed in the highest lever language class (there are two classes higher than that, but they are not called language classes) at which point I realized, maybe I shouldn't be so hard on myself. My professor even told me today that she understands that speaking German is the harder than reading, writing, or listening.
Okay, that's all for now. I'll try to keep updating on a regular basis.
Tschüs!