Back to work?

This picture was taken a few days ago, up the Funkstrum.

Writing from my new office. Today we biked in to work (and felt so much more like we lived here - I love my bike). Y gave a seminar, then we went to lunch, had espresso, had a cake and champagne with his lab, and now it's almost 3 and no work has been done yet. I like Germans, they are so much more social and convivial than NA's. We really are stick in the muds.

Yesterday was insanity - we went to some flea markets to buy bikes, ended up meeting the Rilligs and the Powells for lunch - while kids played on the street - then raced home with bikes and buggy on the trains, subway broke down, and were late for meeting Paula et al. for supper.

We're in big doggy doo with our neighbours. THey held an intervention yesterday. Apparently, we (kinders) are too loud, the whole apartment is shaking from 6 am on. I guess children in Germany are much quieter, don't jump around like oraguntans. So our life has turned into, shh, walk, shh, walk, shhhh, walk. Artemis looks so ridiculous trying to walk down the hallways - it is so unnatural for her.

Spending more time in E Berlin. Everything is NEW NEW NEW here - so strange. The shadow of the war follows you all day, every day. I cannot believe W Berlin was a tiny island in the middle of E Germany. Such insanity!

I strongly encourage visitors - this is a great city, and we have a great place. As of early Aug, we will have an empty bedroom as Jenn and April are off on their trip to Italy.