This was something I found really rather odd in my recent trip to the \’Ore Mountains.
I did everything right of course, I\’ve done this turn up in a new country and get organised thing before. You\’ve no references, no contacts, no credit record, but you\’ve got to find a flat, rent it, get the phones in, all that stuff. The secret is to have cash. When the estate agent says, well, how do we know you\’ll pay the rent, just pay the rent in advance. In printed spondoolies. Works every time.
Pretty much everything else works the same way (except, in Germany, weirdly, the banks. You\’ve got to get your rental contract signed off by the town hall before you can have a bank account. This can only be done on Tuesday afternoons. I got the rental contract on Wednesday morning. Ho hum).
The other thing you have to do of course is find a good bartender. They know everything. You solve one set of problems one day and then, supping a pint or two at the cocktail hour, ply the barmaid with questions about how you do this, or where the cheap furniture shop is, or the method of providing parking spaces.
Which is where I learnt that eastern Germany just doesn\’t have laundrettes. Apparently.