The first post (in Germany)
I'm alive and living in Germany! Umm, hooray?!? So far it's all work and flat hunting, but I won't bore you with that stuff.

The journey
Ryan Air and I seemed destined to keep bumping heads. Yet again I managed to miss check-in for one of their flights by seconds and yet again I was forced to hand over more cash.

There were two choices: Wait for the next flight to Friedrichshafen (the following day) OR catch a later flight to Frankfuhrt-Hahn and rent a car at the other end. Since I'd already handed in the keys to my flat, the only real option was to fly to Frankfuhrt.

So fly we did. To Frankfuhrt. Or so we thought.

Pop Quiz - If you were flying to an Airport in Germany called Frankfuhrt-Hahn, would you suppose that you were going to land: [a] in Frankfuhrt, [b] just outside Frankfuhrt or [c] next to some tin shed / strip mall in the middle of a wet field over 120 miles from Frankfuhrt?

So Justin and I drove through the night from this remote tin shed to his home 500km away in Owingen. A piece of advice, if you're ever in a car hurtling down a German Autobahn without any street lights at over 220 kph, make sure you know how to turn on the headlights first. Good avice, take it from me.

"They don't work!"

Well they did work, but Justin seemed unable to turn them on high until we'd been on the road for 3 hours (at least I think we were on the road). Not that I'm complaining, mind you, it's just that blind panic is not a look that really works for me.

More soon.

The last post (before Germany)
What a day! Yesterday, with Justin's help, was spent packing and disassembling and washing and boxing and lifting and throwing out and dieing inside, little by little. Most of my posessions now sit in a 50 squre foot lock-up just outside of Redhill.

Last night I slept on my floor.

Today I clean and scrub and vaccum and scrub some more and then, at the end of it I get to sleep on the floor again, only this time it will smell of Shake 'n Vac, with maybe just a hint of bleach. Make a nice change from all the dust last night.

I'm flying out tomorrow for Germany tomorrow afternoon, and start work bright and early Tuesday morning.

Hopefully, I see you there.

Auf Wiedersehen, Zicklein. Auf Wiedersehen.