Posted on 08/24/2016 at 05:41 PM
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The first time, my Game Boy simply stayed at home. My dad was in the military for over 20 years and he is also an expert on electronics and anything to do with radio/television. He told me that I probably wouldn't be able to take my Game Boy on the plane due to potential radio interference, so I didn't. I wasn't mad until I saw the flight crew playing their Game Boys. My dad actually called Space-A and confirmed that while I couldn't actually play my Game Boy, it could travel with me. So it went to Germany that summer. And when we were trying to fly back home from Rhein Main Airbase near Frankfurt (at a bad time to catch a military flight home to the US, it turned out; we eventually had to catch a commercial flight from Frankfurt to JFK in New York City and then had to take a Greyhound bus from New York City to Oklahoma City) a boy my age was interested in my Game Boy. His dad was an American airman, but his mother was German and he had lived his entire life in Germany and spoke little English. So with his dad intepreting, I shared my Game Boy and we had a good time. That Game Boy kept me sane during the ordeal of trying to get home! When I first got the Game Boy, I got Super Mario Land in addition to the Tetris that came with it, and by that summer, I was probably playing The Bugs Bunny Crazy Castle.
One of my souvenirs from Germany was a German-language Tom and Jerry comic book that I bought at a convenience store. One of my most memorable experiences was us going to McDonald's in Germany and finding out that 1) they served beer at McDonald's and 2) you actually had to pay for ketchup pouches, about 50 pfennig for a ketchup pouch.