Culture Shock #7: Fußball

For me, watching soccer in Germany is like making new friends. Whenever you’re trying to establish a friendship, there comes a point that requires you to show something real. Something deep. Whether that’s admitting an obsession with astrology or sharing a love of trashy sitcoms, it’s a make-or-break moment that will either settle you deep…

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An Expat’s Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day

There are days where I wake up and I am so damn grateful to have this expat life. Living abroad means days are full of surprises and new experiences, delicious foods and castles (yes castles!) just sitting there on the side of the road. But there are other days when nothing seems to go right,…

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The Lazy German Breakfast

Everyone’s favorite stereotype about the Germans is how efficient they’re supposed to be. But if there’s one area of life that I’ve noticed Germany is happy to slow down and enjoy, it’s breakfast. The most common breakfast centers around brötchen, or “cute breads”. When I met Germans in the US, the first thing they always complained…

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How to Move With Your Dog Abroad

One of the reasons Tim and I love road trips is because it gives us so much time to talk—to dissect current events, compare our childhoods, and make intricate plans for the future. On the road from the Great Karoo to Cape Town, we had such a planning talk and decided that it was time…

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Year Zwei: Germany

A popular song in German radio last year had a catchy, twangy hook: “I got no roots but my home was never on the ground.” I heard it every time I got in a cab, in stores, in coffeeshops—and inevitably, it became what the Germans call an ohrwurm, or earworm. It was stuck in my…

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Guten Truthahn Tag!

“Is this your first Thanksgiving?” asked my creative director, when I introduced her to Tim at our office Thanksgiving celebration. “Oh, no,” he replied cheekily. “I’ve had 27. I just didn’t know it was a holiday then.” Smart-assery aside, Germans obviously don’t celebrate the quintessential American holiday. It’s a little strange to treat such a…

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From Hamburg to the Haupstadt

The other day I looked at the calendar and realized it’s been a month since I moved to Berlin. In that month, a ton of things have happened. To whit: Another move. Since I was 17, I’ve moved 17 times. Which is kind of staggering. But it also makes the moving process a bit ritualistic.…

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