48 Hours in Bonn This weekend, I took the train from Bielefeld to Bonn, where Josh has been living and working for the past month. He is working at the Hausdorff Research Institute for Mathematics (HIM), in partnership with Universität Bonn. This was my first time leaving Bielefeld by train and traveling by myself. IContinue reading “A Weekend in Bonn”
Bielefeld Doesn’t Exist When you go searching on the internet for useful information on Bielefeld, good luck finding real answers. Hop on any forum, thread or discussion board asking for things to do while visiting Bielefeld, or god forbid if you needed urgent information, don’t be surprised if all the answers say: “Bielefeld? That placeContinue reading “The Bielefeld Conspiracy”
A day trip to Bad Salzuflen, one of Germany’s oldest bath towns.
It’s normal to experience doubt. It’s normal to think to yourself, “I can’t do this.” That’s called being a human. But withholding everyday activities out of fear of failure, not allowing yourself simple joys because you don’t think you’re “good enough” is not normal. There’s a phenomenon often found in academia where people are flooded with thoughts of inadequacy and are left questioning their competency. Moving overseas can tend to exacerbate these feelings. I learned that the hard way.
We may have unknowingly broken the law bringing our big fluffy and very obvious dog into the country. But we didn’t get arrested. Here’s the possibly illegal way we bypassed customs and got our dog into the country.
Everything you need from takeoff to touchdown to move your dog overseas.
We learned we were moving to Germany last August, a month after we moved to Kent. The first thing we did was buy an airline crate for Sherlock. And then we returned it. The first one we got was so big that I could easily fit in it and sit down crisscross-applesauce. It was tooContinue reading “The Expert Way to Move your Dog Abroad”
It can seem unwelcoming coming to a country where every door is already locked for you. You’re instantly locked out of culture, language, community, a sense of place or direction. And it doesn’t help when you lose your keys. Most house doors in Germany lock automatically, meaning if you leave your keys inside you’re lockedContinue reading “Locked out of Germany: 5 Things I Learned”
I may have mentioned this in passing, but we’re moving. Actually, we moved. To Germany.