The Kindness of Strangers

Before coming to Germany, we were told that the Germans could be a bit "cold." We were told that they liked to stare, they weren't very open and that there weren't enamored over the children of strangers. Well, I whole heartedly disagree.

Today, we went all over the city. We talked to tons and tons of strangers. I am so thankful for all of the people who assisted us. I am thankful for:

• The (gorgeous) guy who helped us find the hidden office, 
• The girls in the office who loved all over Eliza,
• The cashier in Aldi who tried to speak English to Eliza and was so nice, 
• The lady on the street who stopped to tell Eliza how gorgeous she is (even though Eliza didn't understand a word), 
• The real estate agent who drove us to the subway (in his Porsche), 
• The kebab guy who gave me a free yogurt drink, 
• The girl who let the "kleine" (little one) use the employee bathroom at the bakery in the subway,
• The secretary at Claron's work who is so helpful and give him my messages,
• The people who complimented me on my German,
• The random people Eliza talked to on the subway that were nice to her,
• and for the innumerable people who answered my questions on the street, in the subway, in the offices.

I am just so thankful that people have been so nice and helpful. It has really made everything so much easier!

(P.S. One day I will start posting pictures, really! Right now we are trying to get everything settled... a permanent house, phones, furniture, tax forms, bureaucracy, and on and on)