We are still alive and healthy

We’re still alive! And doing very well, apart from this gnawing in the back of the skull reminding us of a website that hasn’t been updated in a looong time.

So we decided to make a special post

A safe post

A post that everybody will love

A post that is uncensored

A post that shows perfection

A post that would cause world peace (if everyone would see it)

Now, you must ask yourself, what can be uncensored and that great. There really is only one answer:

CATS!

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These are our three cats. Track, Trick and Tick in front.
We named our cats Tick, Trick and Track, which is German for Hewey, Dewey and Louie, the nephews of one famous duck πŸ˜‰

These are Track (black) and Tick saying hello.

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Diary of a nerd evolving into a gardener

The time of my coming out has come! I was a nerd!

I always found the idea of 20 people (plus 2 goalies) chasing a ball pretty amusing considering the fact that footballs aren’t that expensive. I just bought my own ball, was happy with it and ignored the people fighting over their one ball as if it were made of pure gold.

So I had my own ball and alot of time.

Because all other kids were busy chasing balls I was also alone, which meant I had alot of time for computer games, which basically makes me a nerd.

There, I said it.

Now that that is out of the way I can start on what this posting is about. It’s not about the nerd in me I want to write, it’s rather about the nerd trying to “unnerd” himself.

For the last 20 years my work involved programming, cleaning databases and other stuff nerds usually do. In Germany I always lived in apartments and never had a garden. I had a ball and a computer, I didn’t need a garden.

Fast forward two years and here I am in Paraguay with land and grass to plant things. We even built ourselves a vegetable garden. The first time I started to plant vegetables in it was a disaster; the veggies died a slow, dry death in which I played a major role. I learnt that being a gardener is not just drinking beer an watching the garden. I also learnt (once again) that it takes time to change ones habits and adapt new ones (like watering the veggies).

In order to please the nerd-in-me I decided to start this diary. Hopefully one day I will evolve into a successfull gardener and eat my own vegetables, but that day is still far away. In this diary I will collect my experiences (and failures) so that future generations will learn from my failings:-)

For this first entry I uploaded pictures of how we built our vegetable garden. This is our Growstation Uno. Uno as in one because soon we will build a second one. Click on the picture below to enter the gallery.

Plants in our garden

#growstation

Here we are again

I know it’s been like over a year, but it wasn’t only lazyness that prevented us from posting.

Seriously, our Internet got installed in February but our minds were filled with more pressing things than to update the blog.

Now we have settled in enough to get back to the internet business without having leaking water pipes to fix, toilets to repair or kitchens to install.

I started to really get this “at home” feeling when I ate my first Spaghetti Bolognese with tons of oregano and garlic not so long ago πŸ˜€ (in a kitchen with working hot and cold water as well as enough storage- and work space to cook comfortably πŸ˜‰ )

There is a huge gallery update where you can see the development in the past half-year.

As of now we plan to currently keep the blog up to date.

That’s it for the moment. Keep peace and have fun.

Oh, did I mention the huge gallery update?

Link to the gallery

 

#preparations

 

Hey there, it’s been a while!

To start with an obvious excuse:
The last few months have been quite busy.
We’re back in Germany and have been preparing for our leave in September.

Our charms seem to have worked on the locals, they’ve actually begun the process of building our house.

Not much yet, but here are some pictures (if you click on the picture, it’s a link to google photos)

We’ll update the gallery when we get new pictures.

On this note, thanks a million times, Thomas, for getting through for us!

 

#preparations

Land is not enough!

When Norman and I left for this vacation, we were playing with the idea of moving here permanently by the end of October. Then we wanted to learn the language, search for a piece of land and start building a house. Like this it would have taken until around 2020 until we could actually live there.

Now things have changed. The landlord of this residence took a liking to us and offered us a piece of his land 3 days ago. The good thing about this area is that it’s not somewhere far out in the countryside. Due to this we already have access to electricity and water! Additionaly there are supermarkets close by and there is a possibility of getting internet here! To us this sounded too good to be true, so we took it πŸ™‚

So there we were, strolling on “our home to be” at midnight and dreaming. We came up with the idea of trying to design our own house, so we searched for an appropriate tool. For a couple of days our star architect, Norman, has been working on it. The first designs were pretty lame (although I was always way too impressed to notice at the time) and it wasn’t that easy. We hadn’t yet figured out the exact measurements. It’s somewhere between 600 and 700 square meters, I think closer too 600 than 700. It doesn’t really matter to us because in any case we made a hell of a bargain where practically everything feels right!

I only have a short video which I can share, taking videos is not really one of our priorities at the moment πŸ˜‰

 

 

So that’s the land. Basically everything right of the nets to the far wall. I think we will have alot of fun with this πŸ˜€

Already having land at this point speeds up our plans by over half a year! If we manage to “convince” the people here to start on the house we just might be lucky in October for it to almost be ready! Then there is still the garden and the pool to work on πŸ™‚

That’s it for the moment.

All our expectations have been surpassed by far.

#emigtation #preparations

Not a birthday party

Yesterday was awesome. We didn’t celebrate my birthday because of our neighbours. We really wanted them to attend, but out of personal reasons they refuse to attend birthday parties. So instead we had a “party” πŸ˜‰

Our landlord, Thomas, bought meat and drinks, his family made potatoe- and green salad, Norman and I prepared fruit salad and a melon. Location was Thomas’ Veranda, Guests where the residents and Thomas’ entire family here, which ws about 15 people of all ages.

In my whole life I do not recall seeing such a grill. Okay, the grill was normal, but the loads of meat on it was breathtaking. At least for a meat lover πŸ˜€ I hate one plate, then I was stuffed πŸ˜›

The thing that I like to recall most about the evening where the children. They were gorgeous! The sparkles in their eyes, the impartiality in their movements, the joy they brought to just through their laughter.

When the evening neared its end we performed a few songs and

received acknowlegement, but the crowd really started to get into it once we played their requests, County Roads and Knocking on Heavens Door. That was so cool! I grew up loving Guns n Roses and suddenly this Paraguayan dude asks us to play something from one of my favorite bands!

 

After the guest left, we had some time alone with the landlord and a handshake was made. In Paraguay a handshake concludes a contract.

 

This is now ours.

After five days in Paraguay.

Pictures of the party

#party

Yesterday was one of the days we actually “worked”

Yesterday was a long day that went fast. I know it sounds kind of weird, but that’s exactly how it felt. Late at night it’s cooler here, a nice time to spend outside, taking pictures or standing on an old tennis court on the property, just gazing at the stars, dreaming. Due to these dazzling stars we only slept about 2 1/2 hours last night since we had to get up at 6:30.

After breakfast and the obligatory dip in the pool we got ready for the day. Our landlord gave us a ride to Villarrica, where we met up with the person helping us to get the permanent residence permit (Cedula).

We spent the next couple hours visiting a notary to get some documents certified and a bank to open up an account while driving miles and taking pictures in between. By the time we were on the way home my eyes were constantly closing and my eyesight was playing tricks on me due to lack of nourishment. At least everything else had worked out without any complications and we took some nice pictures on the road to and from Villarrica.

The rest of the day was just chilling by the pool and recovering πŸ˜‰

While I’m sitting here by the pool typing this blog, the sound of nature around me fascinates me. Crickets chirping, dogs barking and chicken cockadoodledooing at midnight. Occasionly a car in the distance, overall very soothing and peaceful.

A good way to end a busy day.

P.S. We’ll upload the pictures soon πŸ˜‰

#preparations