Well, for five nights, anyway =)
Back before we moved to Germany, we had planned to do a short vacation in Italy in April. We figured would have been living in our new flat for more than a month at that point, so in theory the kitchen would have been delivered and installed, boxes would have been unpacked, etc. When we lost the flat,* however, the idea of going away pretty much went out the window as our new priority on arrival would be to find a flat or house ASAP. The likelihood of being able to go to Italy suddenly looked slim.
Well, almost a month down the road we still don’t have a place to call home. We’re going to see a place tomorrow that is located on a street with a very interesting name. It has lots of positive things going for it, but it’s on the more affordable side and we haven’t seen any pictures yet so I’m not holding my breath. I’ll blog about it either way – whether we take it or not – as it’s really too good an opportunity to pass up telling you all about it. In some ways, it still seems like a bad idea to pack up and go anywhere as our first priority really should be checking every day for new property listings and immediately trying to set up a viewing for anything promising. On the other hand, we’re being kicked out of our holiday let this weekend as the owners need to honor a previous booking so perhaps that’s the excuse we needed….
Here’s the plan: the cat goes into the “cat hotel” tomorrow and will be there for about a week-and-a-half. She was there two weeks ago for three days, and although she came back a little smelly she didn’t seem to be irreparably damaged by the experience. She did get an upset tummy that apparently resulted in a bit of mess on her backside (and they gave her a bath), but it was likely caused by flea medicine she was licking off. That being said, this move has been tough on her and I feel guilty for inflicting further trauma. She’s scared of strangers now, for example. She used to be confident and friendly towards anyone who visited our flat, and now she hides when the owners from upstairs come in. So I know that us hauling her away in her carrier and then leaving her there will be hard. On all of us. And this time it will be for much, much longer, which of course we can’t explain to her. They don’t understand people language, and it sucks.
Still, we’re looking forward to a “mini vacation” on Lake Garda. I’ve only been to Rome, and have longed for quite some time to see more of Italy. We’re staying in a small town called Limone, in what looks to be a fairly nice hotel with great views.
After spending five days in Italy, we’ll drive back to Germany to the little town near Ulm where the Mr.”s family gathers each year for Easter. After Easter weekend, it’s back to Würzburg and most likely, back to the search for a place to call home.
*See my first post, “Hell Might Be Freezing Over,” for details on this delightful experience.