The Die has been cast!

Roland recently accepted a job offer in the Black Forest, hence Saturday we packed in our stuff, and moved once again; this time from the sister in law's attic into a furnished holiday apartment, a temporary set up generously provided by his new employer.

The flat will be at our disposal for the next couple of months or so, and paid for until we found our own living space, which might be a bit of a challenge as our demands are quite specific and (modern) housing is limited in the area.

The current flat is not really catering to our way of life (except for the view) but the interior is pretty much everything we don't want...

Max. headroom 1,80m. Roland is going to hit his head many times, we already started a count list.

 

If you have a small room, dark wood on the ceiling certainly won't make it look bigger.

These are likely the most hideous tiles we've ever seen, well at least the plumbing works.

We should not look the gift horse in its mouth. After all, it is tidy, clean, functional and paid for, and it has a decent view, so we decided to enjoy our first breakfast in our new 'home'.

 View from the balcony

While traveling south this year's summer was at its worse. Torrential rains prevented us from bringing along Alonzo this time, the orange Vespa. Sonja was not amused, and will have to wait for another 'milk run' to pick up the scooter.

When we arrived in the area even the local art / statues were sporting umbrellas.

 

But finally the clouds had drained themselves and we were awarded with a beautiful sunset.

Sunday offered brilliant blue skies, and after a good nights sleep we set up the apartment (unpacked that is) and went out for a walk.

 Under the apple tree...

 We can't get lost!

 Angus beef cattle in the Black Forest?

 A view on our new hometown.

Not too bad after all.