About 90 days or so after my patriotic return, I decided that I truly missed everything about living in Germany. Well, almost. Want to know what I (sadly) missed the most? Having a Starbucks on nearly every street corner. Yes, I know it's crazy expensive, and yes, I know I could just make some of my favorite drinks at home. But I loves me some starbizzle. (Yes, that's what Joel calls Starbucks. Just go with it.) So having the closest one 45-60 minutes away was a bit of a downer in Deutschland. And not having pumpkin spiced lattes (which Euro Starbucks don't) made fall a little less spectacular.
While I was away in Germany, I missed out on a super awesome program called the Starbucks Gold Card. Folks, I feel like I missed out on what I would consider a right of passage for me. You see, in Indianapolis (holla!) where I grew up, there was a Starbucks less than a five minute drive from my home and apartment, exactly one black down from where I worked, and I think I passed thirty or so on my way to campus. I would have had a gold card ten times over! But, alas, I never even had a chance.
Well, guys. It happened. I have only been in the states for 13 months, and I have obtained that elusive status. Free shots of flavoring? Yes, please. Upgrades on extras for zero dollars and a free drink after every 15 purchases? Oh, baby. Starbucks...you have read my mind. I think I will stop in on my way home from work. Thankyouverymuch.
And sadly, no. I am not being paid for this. I am just this much of a Starbucks junkie.
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