I'm simply here to give my friends a sign of life and reassure you that I am managing to stay afloat despite the lack of regular internet connection.
Things are still crazy. We've moved out of the hotel and are now in an empty apartment. I'm having email problems. There was trouble changing things over from my old phone to my new phone. My domain is hosted at a German company called Evanzo and they are 7 hours ahead of us here which means in addition to another problem I'm having, we're straddling an entire workday between the correspondence with them. There are complications with our previous rental property in Germany & two boxes I shipped to Minnesota are still missing. Our container has apparently cleared customs but there's no word on when it will actually arrive on our doorstep. We are so sick of eating out but equally frustrated attempting to cook without our pans and dishes. The new appliances make no sense to me, and I'm inexplicably grieving my old German vacuum cleaner.
I can't find light switches, the rental car got returned and I'm trying to figure out all the buttons on the new one. I have no idea how to recycle or sort my trash. I don't know which electric toothbrush to buy. I get in the ketchup aisle and face so many choices I start to hyperventilate. I stand in line to pay for an item and I notice the woman in front of me is very uncomfortable. I realize I'm standing WAY TOO CLOSE by Minnesota standards and casually back off before she breaks a sweat. A man in a store asked if I was from New York! (I took it as evidence that I'm clearly observed as "not from here" yet people can't quite put their finger on it).
The city has changed so much over the last decade that just when I recognize where I am, I'm confused again within one or two turns. It's SO BIG compared to our old village. I wait at the light while my son goes wild over all the different cars surrounding us. We spot a pimped out Caddy painted in gold flake. It looks like a bowling ball on wheels. The rims still spin while it's standing still. I'm guessing the thugs driving it probably can't scratch two nickels together and I'm totally in love with how they express their creativity through their car. It's so impossibly cool we forget how hard everything feels at the moment.
We miss Germany, we equally love America. We know it could be worse, it's just going to take some time. For now, signing off #500, tj