The Big Sick Street

Deutschland - the land of chocolate, berries, juices, sausages and beer.

Bremen - a city of bicycles, erratic summer days and cool walking-in-the-rain people.

Deutsch - the language of gurgling sounds. 

Grossekrankenstrasse - literally translated, "Big Sick Street"

The Mister has found a sweet little apartment on this street on the Internet before we left Singapore. It is a city apartment owned by a handsome couple who stays in the suburbs. It seems common for a family to own a tiny apartment in the city for vacations but stay in a much bigger house in the suburbs. City apartments are probably mostly rented to "in-between" people like us. 

The Mister was in doubt whether we'll remain healthy in our first weeks here, staying on such a "bad fengshui street". We've survived, thanks for Becks and Dr. Oetker. Actually I love the street name! For a humourless girl in a foreign country, I'm proud to be the owner of an address that arouses much amusement and giggles, without having to speak Deutsch or drink beer.  

 

There we are, on the second level of the white building, on the left. In Deutsch terminology, we're in fact on the first level. Here, the ground floor retains its true title and the levels above are counted from one, not two. However, the 'ground floor' apartment is usually elevated about half a level above the ground; so much about being grounded.