Okay, so now you get to hear another hysterical "only in Germany" story...
Our current house is nice, but way too small for our family, so we've started looking for another one. If you've followed this blog, you know of all the troubles in finding a house down here in the southern Black Forest.
We had an appointment with the realtor and homeowner of a house we're interested in yesterday. We showed up at the appointed time (10:30am) and were met by the owner. He explained that his realtor had called a few minutes earlier and said he had way too much to drink at a Christmas party the night before and still had a hangover, so he wouldn't be joining us... and it's not even the weekend!
It actually worked out great for us, since we had a long time to talk with the landlord by ourselves. But it seemed extremely unprofessional to my American mind. I am amazed at how comfortable this culture is with such things.
Anyway, there you have it... only in Germany!
(PS. We'll keep you updated on the house hunt.)