I want to live in Germany.
Living in Germany is like the golden handcuffs but not in salary. In everything else. My SIL and her family are looking to move houses in Vancouver, which sent us down the rabbit hole of “what if…” again and we both firmly concluded that yes, being away from family is hard, but HOLY MOTHER OF ALL THINGS do we have it great here in Berlin. Crazy affordable childcare (for Luisa, who is “kindergarten age” since last fall, we pay €26 a month for 35 hours a week of childcare and Mateo’s is also heavily subsidised and even more so than other’s because he’s a second child), affordable housing costs, low cost of food, playgrounds everywhere, anything we could ever want to do almost always accessible, beer gardens with playgrounds. BEER GARDENS WITH PLAYGROUNDS. And reading this? It reminds me we need to take advantage more often.
So, joshdevins, dinner tonight at Prater?
And tomorrow, I’m going to the Bowie show. And tonight, I’m going to wrangle Josh into buying tickets for the opera and also post some pictures of our Saturday trip to one of the most beautiful lakes I’ve seen here. And then think about where to take our Alpine summer vacation.
Because, you guys, I’ve been lazy and taking this adventure for granted, and that’s just silly.
Who wants to adventure with me?