Oh my goodness – we have been having a trial! Getting Bea into a German speaking school is no joke!
A story: Last week we went into Chicago to an office that issues German Visas – it was a hail mary attempt to get over one of many humps. Bea went and talked to the people and they couldn’t help her. She was seething with frustration. She wanted to go to Uniqlo to buy some socks so we walked there and as we were going along I tried to lighten the mood. When we passed the James R. Thompson Center I said “oh there’s an interesting building it was designed by a guy called Helmut Jahn and it was recently purchased by Google”. We finished our errands and on the way back to the parking garage we passed the Thompson Center building again. I bantered on and then when we were in the car I said “he might be German you know – you should look him up on Wikipedia“. She got out her phone and started to read that he did have German heritage and then she slammed the phone down on the space between our seats. She looked at the ceiling and said “he went to T.U.M.” and tears came to her eyes. T.U.M. – the very University that she was trying to get into! And then tears came to my eyes too.
She spent the time since that day getting up early every morning to call various University or government people and checking her emails. Some things were solved – some things remain. She’s mostly registered, she nearly has an apartment finalized, she has an appointment to register with the city of Munich. Class starts Monday. And so… if everything goes to according to plan it seems that, amazingly, she is going to be a student at The Technical University of Munich!!!
I almost don’t want to type that because it feels so precarious still. We’ve had some really bad bureaucracy moments and she has been working so hard learning German and preparing for exams. I can hardly believe it might be true.
So the last couple weeks that she has been home have been bittersweet. We did a little hiking – she’s laughing because it looks like Brian is wearing a nice skirt.

She wanted some new pajama shorts so we worked on that together and that was fun.


Here she is sorting out all the paperwork and trying to finalize her apartment with Brian – so much adult stuff suddenly.

And then it was time to pack for her flight. She spread all her stuff out in the living room.

Packing the car to go to the airport – she took her bike again.

And now she’s in the air – on her way. My heart is with her.












































































