This past weekend wasn't supposed to be a busy one, which is why I'd planned on posting about the new comer's orientation classes I took, but then we got a nice surprise mid week that our house hold goods would be delivered on Friday! That added a little bit of stress because we were also prepping for my Dad's visit. He was in France for the week for work, and delayed his connecting flight from Münich to Dulles by a day so he could drive to Stuttgart, see the place, have dinner, stay the night, and fly out the next morning. It was great having him come by, even if it was only for the night. We ate dinner at Zum Paulener in downtown Stuttgart, and walked around for a bit afterwards, and eventually headed home. He took off at the crack of dawn the next day, but we were up early enough to say goodbye before he did.
Before he got here on Friday evening Shanna & I spent all day with the movers telling them where to put things. We had a pretty efficient system set up...we taped pieces of paper up on all the rooms, numbered them, then created a legend of what numbers went to what rooms for our reference. So as the movers took boxes out of the crates, all we had to say was "1", "2", "3", etc.. If the guy who was unloading had stacked multiple boxes before the other guys came back, I just marked the number on the boxes with a sharpee. They arrived about 9:30am, were done with the first truck by 1:30pm or so, then they left to get lunch & the 2nd truck. They came back around 4 and were done by 6. We had kept a steady supply of water ready available to them all day, but now it was time for a beer. I asked them "Drei Bier"? Two of the guys said yes, but the third guy said "No, I have to drive". One of the guys said something to him in German and he stopped for a second, then said "Ok, ok, drei bier". The 5 of us then sat around drinking good German beer and just talking. As we've found with most Germans, they were incredibly curious about things they've seen in movies or heard about America, and whether it was true or not. One of the guys said he'd seen movies where Americans were drinking beer in public out of a paper bag, and he didn't know why. We told him if you are walking out the on street it's illegal to consume, or even have, and open beer. They were incredulous...their exact response was "But why? It's just beer"! One of the guys brought up a good point. He said, "Wait, so in America it's legal to carry a gun, but not a beer"? I never thought about it like that...while it's not legal to carry a gun everywhere, or even in all states, the point is still a valid one. One of the guys cracked me up when he grabbed some of the brown paper used to wrap our furniture, cut a piece off, and wrapped it around his bottle, then said "There we go! Now it's like I'm in America".
The next morning, after Dad left, we got to work unpacking. The new camera we ordered came in, so I took a few pictures which I'll put up here later, of what the rooms looked like with all the boxes. We worked all day Saturday and all day Sunday. By the time we went to bed, all the boxes on the top two floors and most of the boxes on main floor were unpacked. The kitchen was good to go, our beds were all put together, and the living room was in it's first stage of where we think we'll want things. There's still a ways to go, but we knocked a lot out. The basement is the last major area that needs unpacking, but there isn't as much a rush on that.
This week will be spent unpacking every night as well until Wednesday. A friend of ours from DC will be in Luxembourg for the week, so Wednesday I'll be taking a train there to meet up with him. Friday Shanna will be coming up, then we'll all be driving back to Stuttgart so he can see the city for the weekend.
It should be fun!