White Christmas
Saturday, December 4th, 2010
It began to snow here in Germany last week. I actually love the look of fresh snow on the streets, but I hate what snow does to your daily life. I commute to Frankfurt every day by train and it just doesn’t work. My train didn’t only have a 30 minute delay on one day this week, I also had to wait at the platform for 40 minutes, which is not very nice, if it is minus 10 degrees.
Even if I like the cold sometimes, I don’t think that I will miss this weather in California. Since I was a child I always wished for a white christmas, but I only want the snow on the actual christmas day and not months in advance or after it.
We swore both our parents to try to come home every christmas. This means we might have the best of both worlds: Nice weather all year long and snow on christmas. The only bad thing about this is, that not only the train stations, but also many airports have to close up due to the weather. So every christmas trip home may end in long long stays at some airports, cancelled flights and a lot of organizational problems.
Sometimes I feel bad these days, because I do not enjoy the snow enough. This may be the last snow I see for a long long time, but maybe a very common saying applies in this situation: You only begin to appreciate certain things when they are gone. Ask me if this is true in 12 months…
So we came back from our last holiday trip to California yesterday afternoon. I am going to tell you more about the ten days we spent there later, but first I have to say reality hit me hard when arriving back home. The hardest thing actually was our flight home. We arrived at LAX pretty laid back and happy, but fast realized that our flight got canceled. And after waiting for a lady from the United staff to finally rebook our flight, the relaxation we gained in the last two weeks slowly faded away. Long story short: We had to wait five hours to finally fly to Washington, than to Frankfurt and finally to Duesseldorf.
For this is our last official holiday before the big move, we decided to relax most of the time and just take little baby steps regarding our actual move. One thing we definetely wanted to get done over here is applying for the Social Security number. We actually thought about doing it in Germany, but you have to do it at the consulate in Frankfurt. For me this wouldn’t have been a huge problem, because I work in Frankfurt. But Flo would have had to take a whole day off from work to do it. And: If you apply for the Social Security number in Germany it takes them up to eight weeks to send it to you. 