So Olli and I went to the old pad last night to clean up the last bits and then to turn in the keys and say goodbye to the apartment that has hosted us for the past two years. That was the plan.
This is how it went: I turned the key, opened the door, walked up the stairs (wobbling with my arms full of tools and cleaning stuff) and then I heard voices. Lots of voices. Turns out that the new tenants already MOVED IN, while there was still some of our stuff left standing there. What the hell? So that made the additional cleaning superfluous, I guess. We picked up our stuff (mostly plants and Olli’s toolkit), told them to keep the still-hanging lamps, and then went to turn in our keys with the landlord. Who also had a WTF moment earlier that day; he’d given the new tenants he key so they could already check out the house, but by checking out THEY obviously thought it was okay to move in their stuff already.
…Yeah, weird huh? Anyway, the landlord asked for our bank account number to return the advance pay we’d given them way back in 2007, we made some smalltalk (as in, they talked, we listened) and that was the end of it.
We drove out of Rijswijk and onwards to Nuttyville, where our new castle is still being unpacked.
A new era, indeed!