With any luck, good fortune and a bit of a sideways slip I might be most of the way handing in everything needed for a European out.
It is not just the form that needs to be filled out: endorsed by a certain level of command. There was a letter to the official German authorities (downtown Heidelberg, not the local office in Rohrbach) which had to be stamped off. Copies of family passports, an ORB, all sorts of orders, a police check. Then there is the need for my passport (right, forgot that the first time). A rental agreement – don’t have one of those since we don’t rent. Proof that I have some kind of income (indigent are not welcome here).
(note – trips to Rohrbach, Heidelberg, PHV, the shopping Center and Nachrichten Kaserne in order to scavenger the signatures).
And what else? Sure as I hit the road on my way to making copies of copies so that I maintain some idea of what is in my medical records) there will be another requirement.
Oh, well – none of this is as exciting as hitting George’s hot button hard enough that he took the time to write me an essay on the German power grid. Still leaves me with two thoughts –
1) it still takes almost 110 minutes to travel the 110 Km between Heidelberg and Landstuhl and
2) Germans are still in love with their cars and the ability to go fast on the autobahn…..
After six months of sleeping inside a dark wooden coffin, the sunlight through the window early in the morning is a welcome relief. No longer a mole stumbling around blind in the dark at any hour of the day or night till I can find either the on switch of a lamp or the touch pad of the computer, I can tell at a glance whether it is day or night.
In a BHut – occasionally there was a tiny slit of bright light at the top of the door (over the dividers) which was visible standing on a chair from inside my room that reminded me it was day. Otherwise a couple of 40W bulbs literally “made it (and my) day.”
Here in Heidelberg, I have sunshine starting fairly early in the morning (or at least through this morning since tomorrow we too, go to daylight savings time). Being just past the Spring Equinox, the days are definitely longer.
What triggered chain of thought actually happened yesterday. Stopping to talk to a couple of people at 30th MEDBDE, I wound up back in the G-3 cage. It light. As in real sunlight coming in through the barred door on the hall. As in air actually circulating….. So this morning and afternoon as I worked on the computer, organising files, doing backups, and trying to bring order to long standing chaos I just enjoyed looking at the dining room door – which is mostly glass. Standing next to a large picture window. Which in turn is next to the two huge windows in the living room.
I like daylight, which may explain both why I am up early and why I never, ever roll the roladens (German window coverings) down in spite of the fact that we now have a beastly building on the other side of what used to be a line of bushes and fence along the property line. After six months – I am entitled to have my windows open to the sun and air.
Didn’t mention that right up front did I? If you don’t have windows, you can’t open them. Which means no fresh air along with no light. Home is so much better. Even leaving aside being able to walk around without either a weapon or a flash light!
It was a Saturday, 17 years ago, when Ms Maus agreed to come into the world. A bit of attitude then which has altered over the years to her own bit of humor and fun. Contributing to the challenges of all (including the bother who is 2 years and one day older).