After several years of thinking, talking and praying about moving to Germany, we went for it and here we are.
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Layered up for a potentially rainy bike ride and layered down for the train ride.
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Not tracking the temperature, but putting the Shift dress right out of the box I feel refreshingly cool.
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Latest bike addition visiting the Helenen spring in Bad Wildungen. Delicious salty spring water that makes tap water seem very empty.
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Made my son’s backpack bike-rack-portable by slipping an old Ortlieb clip through the webbing on the backpack. This is how I spoil my children.
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So the potato fields are really wheat fields. No idea where the potatoes are - maybe right before the wheat? I‘m definitely not a farmer.
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We now live by a different river - the Danube. This is the bridge closest to the Altstadt. Much more enjoyable to cross on a bike. I am always wondering if and when I’ll see someone swimming in it.
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Da Ruhr River from Burg Volmarstein built in 1100 destroyed in 1370
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A dream come true. Andre and I made a weeklong bike trip to and through Belgium all the way to the coast in Oostende, where we visited the ruins of the Atlantikwall. Thanks to Landers the Tandem it was a pleasure to ride 400 km. Some Brooks saddles would have done us some good, but we were happy just to be rolling together.
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Fotos of the Cetma packed and ridden by Darren and I. If we could move everything we owned in the Cetma, I think we’d have successfully thrown unnecessary things away. But we haven’t.
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Finishing our move across town with the Cetma was pretty cool. Didn’t lose anything. Good thing we moved “downhill”.
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We now live in an apartment with stairs - a maisonette. We haven’t installed cabinets or our stove yet. The infrared oven I brought from Chicago is a lifesaver (see photo bottom left). Thank goodness our fellow Americans now in Belgium gave us a U.S. military issued transformer a few years ago so that we can roast chicken, vegetables, and even sunny side up eggs in the Nuwave oven. The maisonette is still in Bochum, but we pretend we are back in Cassis and have very little internet.
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André on his 13th birthday. Eeks! He wouldn’t let me buy his self-purchased smartphone off of him. So I got him a watch. We moved apartments the next day.
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