It’s finally setting in that I’m not leaving the country until I am a wife.
Not in a I’M BEING HELD AGAINST MY WILL. HELP ME kinda way. In a, oh shit my passport has expired and I don’t want to pay for 2 new ones. Seriously, why CAN’T you change your name in your passport?
In short, I have holiday blues. I miss Berlin. I miss it a lot. I miss swanning the streets of the German capital, drinking German beer, looking at the sights and being away from real life. Although the next year is going to be exciting (read expensive and stressful), I’m still a little sad about my passport situation.