After selling our house, a trip to Mexico, and living in hotels for 3 weeks we finally headed to the much anticipated Germany! We were feeling excited, adventurous, nervous, anxious, and slightly bloated (due to being 8 months pregnant) about the trip.
The view from our hotel in Wiesbaden.
We realized the first day that we were in Germany that we didn't have the information/ documentation that I needed to be able to get on the military base here. That meant I couldn't buy anything on base, get my drivers license, register for housing, or really anything official. In other words, I couldn't do anything important when we were trying to get important things done. It was frustrating, but it could have been worse, right?
I was able to find an American trained Dr. in Wiesbaden that happened to be about a mile from our hotel. It was comforting to know that she would at least be able to read my medical records and understand me. It was a trek making it to the office, but we made it! I got quite a few funny looks as I walked to my appointments pushing one kid in the stroller, carrying one on my back, and another in my stomach. Life experiences...
The hotel and staff were so nice and accommodating. We stayed on the top floor at the end of a long hall and that meant a prime race track (and a melt down for whichever child didn't get to push the elevator button.) This was usually accompanied by lots of crying, stomping, and embarrassment from the parents.
By the end of our 3 weeks in the Dorint hotel, we had learned our colors in German (thanks to the candy dish at the reception area and two little candyholics), how to order McDonalds, that we LOVE being able to call room service, and how to walk to the Eis (ice cream) shop. We were also able to buy this little beauty. I think I'll name it Zippy.