No longer homeless

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You may not have known this, but we are leaving our little town of Wolfenbüttel at the end of this month.  This has always been the plan, but if I talked to you about our Germany plans before we came here, I may have left out this detail because I couldn't handle the thought that we were going to be moving AGAIN during our stay here.  So, we are suddenly in our last few weeks in this little town before heading south to live in Wiesbaden, across the Rhine from Mainz, which is where Erik will begin the second part of his fellowship. 
I have been feeling like we're being thrown from our cozy little nest here in Wolfenbüttel, where our housing is provided and we have everything we need right here.  It was up to us to find our own place in Mainz, a task that has proven to be extremely difficult to do remotely, when neither of us knows the area. We were hitting dead end after dead end, which caused us to make jokes that became less and less funny as the desperation level climbed.  Erik said we would just buy a VW bus and live down by the Rhine, while my version involved buying a tent and camping in the vineyards outside of town . . . or buying my plane ticket back to the U.S. 
Our break came right around Thanksgiving, just minutes after my giant meltdown, and finally became finalized yesterday, which is why we are celebrating the fact that we will not be homeless for the New Year.  So, for the fourth time in a row, we will to move into a new place sight-unseen.  What I DO know, however, is that Wiesbaden has 3 Starbucks.  Danger.