The not-so-exciting conclusion to the story:
So I invited them over. Matti and Saskia came to sit on our balcony last Tuesday night. We talked about the neighbors, of course, but also about how Matti is going to study at Michigan law for a year, about how he wants to understand American football, and about how Saskia also has trouble finding a decent haircut. These conversations happened in English - his is great, hers is pretty good - and were remarkably normal. So we officially don't need to be afraid of those neighbors any more. We might even like them.
What happens next? I don't know. Do we do it again, or was this a one-time thing? Do we now get invited to more neighbor parties, or go back to polite hellos in the stairway?
I'm not sure. I have never lived in an unusually social German apartment house before. But I will definitely tell you when I find out.
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- Julia
- Thanks for coming to my blog. It started as a way to keep in touch with family and friends, and now has become an ongoing project. I'm an American living in Germany and trying to travel whenever I can. I write about my experiences as an expatriate (the interesting ones and the embarrassing ones), and about my travels. There are some recurring characters in this blog, particularly my husband Brian and several of our friends. The title comes from the idea that living in a foreign country means making a lot of mistakes. So the things you used to do easily you now have to try over and over again. Hopefully, like me, you can laugh at how idiotic it feels. If you have happened upon my blog, then welcome. Knowing that people are reading what I write makes me keep going. Feel free to write comments or suggestions for future posts.
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