Ach du lieber Himmel

Everything moves more slowly in Germany. We’ve struggled to be patient and adapt to the slower pace. It’s even more challenging when we can’t just call a customer service number for assistance, because they usually don’t have any English speakers to communicate with us. Our internet modem was supposed to take a week to arrive in the mail. No such luck. After three calls to the company by a bilingual HR staff member at Joe’s school, we were able to finally get a modem sent to us in the mail. Sorry that it’s taken so long! We’re slowly catching up now on emails, paying our bills online, and trying to set up all of the other needed German services (bank cards, cell phone contracts, utilities, and registration papers).

Well, we thought that parenting two kids was hard.  But try uprooting said kids, moving them halfway around the world, staying in one-bed hotel room for 12 days, then move them and all your belongings into a 4th-story walk-up!

We are very happy to be out of that tiny hotel room. But we do miss being in the center of the city where there were more shops and restaurants open late into the night and on Sundays. Our current residential neighborhood is much more removed from all of those conveniences.

We miss our hotel elevator! Climbing 84 stairs every time we take out the trash is pretty hard. Not so bad on its own, but we didn’t factor in that we’re usually carrying Lucy, a diaper bag, and several bags worth of groceries when we return home.

We love having a washing machine again. And a fridge, although it’s European-style and much smaller than we’re used to.

We were thrilled when the kids’ beds were delivered from Ikea on August 22nd – we were all pretty tired of sharing one bed.

We love being one bus-ride away from the center of the city. There are four bus lines that pick up from our nearest stop, so we never have to wait very long. Many of Joe’s coworkers have to ride multiple buses or walk a longer distance to get to a stop that will take them where they need to go. Lucy loves the bus too; she cries whenever we get off!

Shopping at Ikea without a car is quite hard!  I’ve made four trips so far, each time coming home on the bus with 3 or 4 overflowing blue Ikea bags. You should see the snickers and stares of the other bus riders as I try to navigate the narrow aisles with my purchases. But although we bought the furniture from the previous owners of this apartment, we arrived three weeks ago with nothing more than some sheets and towels. It took 4 days to buy knives, cutting boards, and pots, and 6 days to finally get some silverware and plates to eat on.

Joe’s been spending as much time as possible at the school, but he wasn’t given much prep time to get prepared before the school year began. We’ve managed to find most of the school supplies Sam needs, minus a few of the bits of clothing required for inclement weather. More posts about the school will be forthcoming.

I’ll try to post more pictures and videos of our new home and neighborhood soon.

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3 thoughts on “Ach du lieber Himmel

    • I’m not entirely sure about this, so I hesitated to translate at first. In America, we often hear joking references to “Ach du lieber!”, but when I tried to look up what it means, it looks like it is literally “Oh, my dear…” with someone’s name inserted. But as an expression, one might say “Ach du lieber Gott” (God) or “Ach du lieber Himmel” (Heaven). I believe the title I chose roughly translates to “Oh, my dear heavens!” — Probably more info than you wanted to know! But glad you asked.

  1. We enjoy reading your blogs, glad you are enjoying your adventure. Send us your address so we can ship something for the kids. Love Bruce & Sri

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