This morning we woke up in our house in Chișinău. What a marvellous feeling. For months the house has primarily been a renovation project: builders, materials, furniture, problems to solve, things to buy, things to correct and an apparently endless list of details before we could really live here. This weekend, however, we finally crossed that rather important line between working on the house and actually living in the house . And this morning we slept until 08:30. That alone felt like an achievement. The luxury of sleeping until 08:30 We have been staying with Vita's parents while the work here progressed. They are very nice people and have looked after us extremely well, but their house comes with a completely different morning schedule. There is a rooster that apparently considers 05:00 the correct time to announce the beginning of civilisation, while the local dogs seem to regard most of the night as an appropriate period for extended...