Sunday today, and recovery time after the ordeals of the past days. We took the ferry to Balat, had a coffee and walked back. And that is all.
This cleared my head enough to make me think, let’s not move in at the end of the month so the GF won’t have to live a fortnight without kitchen, bed, opening windows etc. We can go to an Airbnb. As it happened, our own landlord, who runs several Airbnbs including this flat, had someone coming to stay here, but he agreed to upgrade them and let us say for a fortnight extra. So the GF will move our belongings over whilst I’m gone, and then we will move straight into the flat when we return. Hopefully. And the kitchen should be installed the following day as well, if the measurements go well.