We don't have kids, but I'd imagine that owning an older house is akin having a baby. It demands constant attention, there is always something that needs to be taken care of, and you feel completely exhausted most of the time.
The moving company was way behind the schedule, so instead of afternoon, they arrived at 22:10. Chatty and super friendly movers unloaded our entire household in 75 minutes flat. Welcome to our chaos!
Our household is still somewhere around Hamburg, but we already have internet and red wine in our new house. Priorities!
Welcome to Northern Jutland!
Brezen don't like flying
They become damp and rubbery. I paid €2 to find that out.
I'm still waiting for when our move from Germany to Denmark to start feeling real. We're still kind of dazed, and it doesn't feel like it's actually happening.
Arrived to Aalborg Airport. This house is jumping.
Unsurprisingly, I'm too exhausted even to be sad about leaving Germany. I suspect it will hit us hard later. For now, I just hope for a smooth trip.
I swear we're not trying to dispose of a body. It's our cactus. That's the story we're sticking to, anyway.
Current progress
Two stages of packing
STAGE 1: Let me wrap and pack every item neatly, while keeping track of what is packed where.
STAGE 2: Fuck it! I'll just stuff everything into whatever moving box is not full, and I'll figure out the rest later.
Things in Fürth I'll miss
- Dr. Jung propaganda
- Metzgerei Walk
- Salto Pastawerk
- Christmas market