Monday, June 10, 2013

Home Again, But Not Quite At Home

Amazingly we made it home despite the fact that we had four checked suitcases, which either weighed mere grams below the maximum or, as in one case, were a little "chunky;" a carry-on suitcase, which was overweight but forgiven by the kind desk agent; and ninety days exactly in the Schengen (a day more and we'd have been fined €1,000 and banned - yes banned! - from the area for three years; suffice to say, we did a lot of math to make sure we were within the limits).   Our flight was pretty painless and included a celebrity - Philip Seymour Hoffman.  He was wearing a NYRangers hat and had a pencil that stuck out diagonally in front of his ear from beneath the rim of his cap.  These are the kinds of things I remember - that and that he looked a bit, let's say ragged out.

When we left Berlin it was probably somewhere in the low 60s (Fahrenheit); when we landed in New York it was 90.  Now its rainy and 55 in Hamilton.  Guess we could say the weather is reminiscent of Berlin.  I could use a little more New York.

So we made it back to Hamilton, but the renovation on our house are not done.  So we've taken up residence in our friend's house (she has the space).  It's a little disorienting to be home but not home.  We're in our city, but not in our neighborhood and not with our stuff.  We're still living out of suitcases, which seem to be filled with inappropriate clothing (not warm enough, too nice, etc.).  We're only here for a little over a week now.  I'm not sure how I'm going to manage to pack for Nova Scotia.

Tomorrow - lessons learned on a long trip.

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