Traveling Munchkins

Just saved some ducklings today from being run over by cars!

Well, technically my colleague did most of the work, but I helped one duckling that could not climb back up from the road – the confused one.

So there you have it: Real Estate Agents that ACTUALLY go above and beyond to help others move – even if it is just some ducklings across the road!  

Heute habe ich alle meine Entchen davor bewahrt, vom Auto überfahren zu werden!

Ok, eigentlich hat meine Arbeitskollegin die meiste Arbeit geleistet, aber ich hab immerhin einem Entchen geholfen, das es nicht auf den Fussweg hochgeschafft hat…

Ich bin halt ein echter Ent-husiast!😉

I recently discovered: buying a skateboard is not enough – you have to actually ride it. Mostly, we’ve been putting Katie on it, so she gets a feel for it (I guess we’re kind of on the same skill level). She still lacks the upper body strength to put her on a surfboard on her own… But we’re working on that!

So this Sunday, we went to North Head for my first skateboard session there. Uncle Akin was taking his cam to document this fabulous day! Skateboarding, family photos and whale watching! Awesome!

A modern camera has just one major flaw: You have to put a memory card in… Classic Uncle Akin! I guess the real memory is kept in your heart anyway (and on your mobile phone).

On the bright side, all the Asian tourist up the lookout point took so many pics with their state-of the art cams of our little Munchkin on the skateboard, I probably just have to google it to find some high-res versions…

Being a new dad is hard. Every time I go on the internet to ask how much espresso my baby should have after 9pm, people get mad at me…

After I spent a good deal of the last weeks and months posting about my family, I thought it was high time to write something about my appreciation for my surrogate family here in OZ.

This pic was taken one week after Katie was born, it was the first time she ever went to the beach, heard the sea, and met the lovely souls that make up the group commonly referred to as “Freshie Frisbee Friday”.

It took us forever to get ready (to a point where we almost did not go) and drive down to Freshie, but I am so glad we did, as we could not have wished for a better, more memorable welcome that night.

When we walked in sight of the Frisbee pitch and someone (unfortunately I can’t remember who) spotted us, they dropped the Frisbee, started clapping and cheering, and ran towards us. To be honest, at first I was a bit concerned with all those sweaty, sandy bodies, but hey, love is not always hygienic, right?😉 We were literally & figuratively surrounded by love!

The genuine happiness and affection shown to us here warms my heart, and I just wanted to say thanks for that. Being away from the people we love in Europe is sometimes hard to deal with, but having you guys around certainly makes it a lot easier, proving once again that family does not need to be blood.

Like countless times before in our lives, traveling was the big common denominator that led to this in the first place. While we were making our journey around the world, we ended up on that little hidden gem of an island in Thailand, where we meet a loco guy named Allie. We told him, we were going to move to Australia eventually (I don’t think he took us seriously at that point) – and one day, we texted him to come to our house to hang out.

When we opened the door, he was like: “Hey, did you miss me? Guess you remembered me differently?” And that’s how we met Dan. (Allie was hiding somewhere in the hallway) I’m pretty sure Dan used different words that day, but I will not repeat his politically incorrect vocabulary.

Later that year, Allie introduced us to Frisbee – and the rest is history.

I know, I know – typical German…

Of course she’s right. ‘Cause no one could resist an army that cute.