“But where are you from?”

“So, where are you from?” D asked, looking from me to S. Then, settling on S, and without giving him the opportunity to answer, he rattled off a number of countries in rapid fire, “India? Pakistan? Nepal?” as if, given enough tries, he was going to guess it … Continue reading “But where are you from?”

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Resolving intolerance, a New Year’s resolution

Just coming up the street alongside our building I spotted a doughy fellow with glasses walking his bicycle and roaring into the night things which were beyond my Deutschkenntnis, but if the aggressive pejorative specifics weren’t immediately apparent, the subsequent bellowing of simplistic German expletives—“F*ck Syrien! Verpisst euch!”—made it pretty clear what this fellow was about … Continue reading Resolving intolerance, a New Year’s resolution

Community, compromise, and building parcel karma

When going to live abroad you’re bound to encounter customs, idiosyncrasies, little day-to-day things that are different than you’re used to. For me one of those things was parcel service (like DHL, Hermes, etc.), specifically the part where your neighbors accept your package for you if you’re not home, or vice versa. I don’t know if this is a European thing or just a German thing, but for me it’s an uncomfortable thing … Continue reading Community, compromise, and building parcel karma