We are actually moving
I thought we’d stay in this apartment until we left Europe, and then we’d have this story to tell over and over about how we lived, and even had our first born, all in this tiny 55 sq. meter (~590 sq. feet) apartment in North Rhine-Westphalia, Germany.
Hah, we’ll keep that story to tell. And to the kids, how we biked to work everyday, uphill both ways. Hehe.
Finding a new place took a l-o-n-g time. Last month we finally found one that fit most of our (not so crazy) criteria, but I figured we wouldn’t get it, because we’ve been looking for forever with no luck… But then we got it. And the property manager was even nice and seemed to like our internationality. Crazy.
There was still some hesitation on our side because we were waiting on some news from work. In the end we took the risk and signed anyway, and what do you know, things at the office seem to be going the way we wanted. I’m stunned.
So I guess it’s really happening. Of course now that I know we are moving I’m getting a little sentimental about leaving this place. Not enough to want to stay cramped up in here any longer, but still.
And I just found out how old the building actually is. We knew it was old, you can tell just by looking at it:
But also, once in a while we see a tour, led by a man or woman with a cloak and a lantern, one of those historical deals, and they always stop in our courtyard and talk (I’m assuming) about the history of this apartment complex. It’s in German so we haven’t ever taken the tour, but this building is special or old or both. Anyway, I just found out, that the big numbers we mistook for old apartment numbers, these:
are actually the date for the building: 1873, fancy that!
We’ve been mentally preparing to pack, but not packing yet because, honestly, we don’t have space to pile boxes. The new place isn’t overly large but it is roughly double what we have now. I see at least one trip to IKEA in the near future.