
Gallery 1st April

Today Vil viewed five apartments, the first one was nice, but unfurnished, the second had too steep stairs I couldn’t walk, the third was just awful, the fourth was nice but a bit too expensive and the last one will maybe our new place. He placed an offer and now we need to wait for the response of the landlord. 1.425 Euro for a ground floor apartment with around 45 square meters. BOAH, that’s serious money!
!WaitBark!
2night we viewed an apparent in city center. 1.375 Euros for around 50 square meter, exclusive bills. The catch? There is always a catch and here it is: “The owner’s cat will stay in the house.” WTF?! No good for us. WASTE OF OUR F****ING TIME!
Outch! Today was the day of truth and Vil needed to learn that he might misunderstood the relocation agreement. He was under the impression that the relocation budget covers all expenses for flat search and renting, but unfortunately neither the deposit is covered nor there will be any advance payment to cover this expenses.
He was already informed that he won’t get paid at the end of the month, because he joined the company at the 15th and Payroll closes at the 14th of the month, so he need to wait until end of next month to get any payment.
FUCK Bark, we are so screwed.
Vil joined at the 15th and Payroll closed for the 14th and therefor he will NOT be paid end of March, he need to wait until end of April for the first payment. Six weeks with NO money.
They put us in a wonderful, high standard, totally overpriced guest house, but we need to buy the toilet paper ourselves. The cutlery, plates and cups are the cheapest IKEA one and the ONE pot, the ONE pan are even cheaper supermarket stuff. Fully service is something different.
And they paid an unbelievable 150.- Euro a day to the rental agency.
In a retrospective it was completely nonsense to put us in such a house. We didn’t wanted that and the relocation agency was aware of it. We explicitly asked for a small place with dog, nothing else. Come on, we slept the last weeks on the floor of a Yoga Studio. We don’t need that…. We need food, money for the ticket and medicine.
Vil’s new job really sounds like fun. Location Amsterdam City Center. Ten minutes walk from Centraal Station.
NOICE! 🙂
HappyBark
This morning at 06:30 we woke up, arranged ourselves, cleared our stuff and went to the train to go to the airport. No coffee with Teresa and no walk with Jack. Sooooo, sad! All our life fits in three boxes and we are on the move.
First good thing for today: Vil just needed one journey on his T-10 ticket to go from Badalona to Barcelona Airport. The whole journey was only ONE journey in my T-10 ticket, priced 99,5 Cent. 🙂
We arrived at the airport and there was a huge queue at the KLM check in counter. Vil wondered where to drop me and went directly to the lady from priority boarding, asking for help where to drop me and she told Vil, that she would be happy to check us in. Second good thing for today: “Now we are priority. Thank you nice lady from KLM!” We don’t need to need to wait in the queue.
Brilliant. We saved around one hour standing and plenty of stress for me and the luck for our journey didn’t finished yet!
There’s more to come…..
The nice lady did all the paperwork and after thirty minutes it was time to say “Goodbye to Vil!”, but not before he drugged me with the herbal medicine he bought at the Vet, more about that later.
And there is another good thing for today:
Vil got priority boarding in the plane as well.
Plenty of legroom for him! Sweet!
I needed to travel in my box. It was a bit scary, cold and loud, but all no problem, because Vil got some herbs from the vet for me.
We took a taxi and finally arrived in our new home in Amsterdam.
There I made already some friends in the shop under our flat and (good thing number three) Vil got a free coffee from Nike, the nice lady at the counter.
We feel really welcome.
Thank you.
Good thing number four: “THE FLAT IS AWESOME!”
AmsterdamWuff
Boxed and packed. Goodbye Barcelona.