Europe on the edge

Having been back in Western Europe a couple of weeks now. I want to write down a couple of situations while these impressions are still fresh.

• An elderly driver shouting overly angrily “do you have a death wish?” to a lady on a bike in Germany who overtook him while he was maneuvering into a tiny parking space.
• A disheveled looking person clearly in psychological distress shouting curses at passengers waiting for the train to arrive. (Happened on more than one occasion and in different countries)
• A cashier asking a homeless guy not to lean on the checkout conveyor belt because “that’s where people put their produce”. I did the same and leaned on the belt. She didn’t call me out. When it was my turn to pay she said: “I am sorry but I can’t change it.”
• A group of drunk football/soccer fans harassing people on a metro.
• People often in groups not making way on the sidewalk when you walk into them head on.(Happened on more than one occasion)
• A young driver of a van shouting expletives for 5 minutes at jaywalkers that rushed over a red light in London. Finally driving off tires screeching.

Heimaturlaub

The journey back to Germany was smooth. In two 6 hours flights I downloaded and watched bike farmer videos and finished The Armour of Light . I seem to read a lot more on planes and trains than I do when I am stationary.

The weather is a nice 20 degree here. I went to Europe without knowing when I actually can move into the apartment. I have plenty to do here including signing the contract with the coop for the apartment. Then I will be off again (somewhere!?) until it is time to get the keys!

Triple Seven

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First big hop in this journey.

Moved out

january rain

Moved out of my apartment today. I got pretty wet when walking to the hotel. It is a weird feeling not having any keys to a place. Technically I am homeless now. I liked that apartment a lot. Bittersweet. But super happy that now this new chapter of my life has started.