I’m in Germany all on my lonesome now.
(Did you forget I was moving? Shame on you.)
And so here I am, and I think it’s fair to say I’m more than a little bit terrified.
I don’t know anyone here. I don’t speak the language fluently. And the only TV channel in English is BBC World News.
That being said, I’ve been here for 2 days now, and I’m absolutely in love with it.
I adore Germany.
I don’t know anyone here, but this is the cleanest start I’ve had in about 5 years. I don’t speak the language fluently, but the people are amazingly patient and sweet. The only English channel is BBC World News, but it has Sue Perkins on it.
There’s a silver lining in everything.
I’ve literally never felt so free.
To get to Germany, I had to drive through the city where R and I first met, where we had our entire relationship and lived for 3 years. The closer I got to it, the sicker I felt. It was awful. But as I passed it, I truly felt like I had come out the other side. The more miles I put between myself and that city, the cleaner I felt.
So now I’m here. In this adorable little city in southern Germany where I swear there is a fountain or sculpture on every corner. The prettiness of the city did not please my Mother who burst into tears and said I would probably never go back to England now, because it was too nice in Germany.
Bitches be loco.
I scoped out one gay café bar already, and when my Mother asked me how I knew, I had to explain the relevance of rainbow flags. I kid you not, she literally thought gays waved rainbow flags at pride because we liked the colours.