It’s been 30 days since we touched down in Munich, and it’s been a blur.
We got the Nymphenburg apartment we wanted, which makes us happy. But now we have to furnish it, from scratch, and we’re feeling overwhelmed.
In our travels, Torsten sometimes joked that we are homeless and unemployed. That reality has now sunk in, and it’s time to change it. Continue reading “Bootstrapping in Munich”