Neddy needs a dentist. To avoid the steeper language barrier of phone conversations, I went to a pediatric dentist in-person to make the appointment. Fortunately, someone at reception spoke English. Unfortunately, she said because we don’t have our insurance cards yet, I need to pay for the appointment in cash. Oh, the cash.
Following my clueless plea for guidance, she took out a stack of forms. She hesitated and said,
“You need to fill these out, but they’re in German. Do you have someone to help you that speaks German?”
“No. Is there a place I can go to get help like that?”
“No. Maybe google translate.”
In brighter news, Thom went on a field trip to the Freiburg newspaper office today. He is working on the first publication of The Lord Gazette. Please let him know if you're interested in subscribing.