The best part of this visit was actually climbing the dike across the street and seeing the whole Markermeer Sea laid out in front of us, a good 3 meters above the level of the farmland. You have to love the Dutch and their tenacity in keeping the sea at bay.
Then we hopped back in our charter bus and took the A1 all the way out of the Netherlands for my first trip into Germany! We arrived in Osnabrück in the afternoon and got checked into our very nice four-star hotel, the Steigenberger Remarque. I went to dinner with the other two grad students, Peter and Rebecca, and with Olivia, one of the undergrads. We chose a Spanish cafe, where I ordered Italian food (lasagne). The cafe was outside on the market square, and it started pouring near the end of the meal. Everyone was very considerately squishing their tables and chairs together to let people in out of the rain.
After dinner we met with a professor at the local university who does historical tours part time, and he gave us a wonderful dusk walking tour of old Osnabrück. We got to see much of the many centuries of history still remaining in the town in one fell swoop. At the end, he opened the stairs to the church belfry and we got to climb the 193 stairs to the top for some breathtaking views of Osnabrück at night. My iPhone doesn't take dark pictures well, but here's a general idea.
This morning we piled on the bus at 8am and headed south to Harsewinkel to tour the Claas factory. I had never heard of Claas, but they are a worldwide manufacturer of agricultural machines, in direct competition with (and proclaim to be larger than) John Deere. This tour was the first one to be completely worth the time. It was extremely professional, they seemed genuinely interested in having us there, and were much less interested in selling us their product than they were in convincing us to come work for them. The tour guides were both retired R&D engineers with intimate knowledge of the operations. The factory tour was up close and personal. There were no hard hats, no safety railings, and no barriers. We were led directly through the entirety of the assembley lines, to the point of frequently getting in the way of the workers on the line. We were able to see, smell, and touch everything in the factory. We were not allowed to use our cameras on the factory floor, but here is one of their finished products on display in the front showroom.
After returning to town, we went to the Hochschule in town, or the University of Applied Sciences. We had lunch in the student cafeteria, then met with some local students and faculty for a few presentations on student life abroad and on the politics of the European Union, which is holding their elections this weekend.
Upon return to the hotel, we were free for the evening. At 6:30 I wandered into the town center on my own for a food-gathering adventure. I found a local food court with a little traditional German food bistro. I had a bratwurst with a roll (they aren't served on buns here), potato salad and a Coke. I ordered the meal in German, which provoked laughs from the nice gentleman at the counter (who was helpful and spoke English, but was amused by my terrible pronunciation).
After dinner we met up with one of the local grad students and a few of his German classmates and went down to a favorite bier garden for drinks and conversation. We were there nearly three hours, and met some nice people. The place was packed with a hundred people by 9pm, and they were all local. Osnabrück is not in any way a tourist town.
After drinks, around half of us braved the late evening and went to a local dance club. It's quite different from clubs at home, featuring several DJs and a very techno-style music. Also, nobody even shows up before 1am. We arrived at midnight and were the only patrons. By 1 the place was filling up quickly, and when we left at 2 it was packed to the point nobody could move. Apparently the clubs here stay open until dawn.
Now I'm going to get very little sleep tonight, but getting that local experience was priceless. I hope it's worth the exhaustion tomorrow!
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