The Airbus Shuttle On my most recent business trip, I was treated to a flight on the Airbus shuttle between the Finkenwerder and Toulouse plants. This journey is essentially flying between the two cradles of European Aviation, so is something I was rather excited about! Had the plant in Bristol still got its runway, there … Continue reading A taste of European Engineering
Last weekend turned out to be a confluence of events which led to it being exhausting: I had the mother of all colds. Contracted, I'm pretty sure, on the plane home a couple of weekends ago. A friend from Uni, now resident in München, picked that weekend to visit me in Hamburg. The leaders of … Continue reading A Tiring Few Days
Hamburg Hauptbahnhof is an international railway station about 30 minutes away from my new house-share. Listed on the departure boards, one can see destinations all over Europe A friend of mine got in touch a few weeks ago, asking if I had been to Copenhagen before. She wanted a few tips for places to see … Continue reading A Weekend Away
It's been a rather interesting weekend. The first one that's felt like I'm a resident of the city, rather than a transient visitor. So, what was on the agenda? Flat Hunting opens some unexpected doors! As I mentioned in my previous entry - That Expat Feeling - I was on a hunt for a flat! After spending … Continue reading Labour Day Bank Holiday Weekend
I've lived in Germany before, in Bielefeld, where I volunteered as a Kindergarten teacher. So I thought: I've got this, I know what I'm doing. And sure, I can get through the day without making a fool of myself - I can buy coffee, food, beer; I can ride the S-Bahn; I can communicate basic … Continue reading That Expat Feeling
It's the weekend after my first week in Hamburg as an Aircraft Systems Engineer. What can I say... I'm loving it! It's been a big deal to finally be able to be here, doing this. It's felt like a long time coming too! The Job I'm providing consultant engineering services to an Airbus project based … Continue reading My First Week
I was in the bank asking about how to set up a bank account. I was asked where I was from. I replied: "The UK"... Cue the woman serving me to give me a pity smile, the man serving someone else saying "the UK's not quite in the EU" and the woman next to me … Continue reading British Expat… that’s not what the Germans call me!