When we left San Francisco, we knew in our hearts that the Bay Area is "home" so we always hoped to be back. Leaving Munich today, we don't have plans for Germany again. So this is a very different sort of goodbye.

Our year and half here has had its inspiring ups (kids playing in dirt!) and frustrating downs (grumpy Germans thinking they're always right). We've learned a lot about ourselves and about each other, even a surprising amount about Truffle. We've learned about another culture, about Dave's ancestry, what obazda is, every single one of Germany's driver license questions, and the feeling of Gemütlichkeit.

But it was time for us to go. With mixed emotions we spent the last month packing, cleaning, shipping, sorting, selling, tossing, and consuming the last of our goods we had here. Oh, and eating as much sauerkraut as physically possible.

Sunday we prepared a picnic and visited our favorite biergarten, Zum Flaucher, for the last time. Our last pretzel. Our last Bavarian beers.

We each left with tears in our eyes. This was a fun adventure. Munich, we'll miss you.

Our apartment is empty, we navigated the crazy strict move-out inspection, and we've said our final goodbye.

... AND NOW IT'S ON TO SUMMER IN PARIS!!!!! Dave will work from his company headquarters in a slow transition to a new role within his organization, Sarah will work on her croissant connoisseur merit badge, and Truffle will sniff more poodles per square mile than she ever knew existed.

More city and vanventures ahead.