Just when the caterpillar thought the world was over she became a butterfly. Good bye California. Bienvenida a México.

Drip. Drip. Drop. My tears were dropping while dividing all my belongings in different piles:
1. has to come with me,
2. should come with me,
3. I’d like to take it with me,
4. if there’s still enough space I’d love to have that with me as well,
5. selling,
6. giving away,
7. throw away…


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Water is stronger than stone – then I can overcome my inner couch potato

The journey takes just under twenty-four hours – from Palo Alto (California) to San Gerardo de Rivas (Costa Rica). But everything runs smoothly. Almost everything. When I fly alone I always wish for a fine neighbor. A seatmate who is slim, smells like nothing (and if he smells, then please well), who is quiet and the most important thing: who is perfect to hold each others hands in case of a crash.  Continue reading “Water is stronger than stone – then I can overcome my inner couch potato”

A new apartment. A new flight ticket. And eventually everything makes sense.

While you were wraping and unwraping (ideally not the same ones) Christmas presents I’ve packed moving boxes with our belongings. We have a new apartment! The lease of our old one in Sunnyvale expired and we had been looking for alternatives. We wanted to move a bit closer to Stanford – the Continue reading “A new apartment. A new flight ticket. And eventually everything makes sense.”