Home Sweet Harvestehude

Though the thought of our experience moving into our current apartment still gives me hives, I can now proudly say that Reggie and I are now reasonably settled in and are fully acquainted with our great new neighborhood, the district of Harvestehude. 

Having no idea which districts were preferable to live in, Reggie and I asked lots of questions and did a variety of afternoon district walk-throughs before our apartment search began. A desirable area was our first must and being close to a train station that would easily deliver us downtown was also mandatory. So, when an available apartment showed up on our radar in the highly regarded Harvestehude we were pretty much ecstatic and were  the first potentials to see it.

We can now safely confirm that our research led us to a great spot. We're close to the station (if necessary we can get there in two minutes via a full-out sprint), close to the Alster, close to our friends, AND close to Isemarkt. All around, picturesque Harvestehude meets our needs. 

Our street. Isn't it obvious why we're so happy on Hagedornstrasse? 

Shopping is plentiful around these parts. So are empty wallets of Harvestehude shoppers. There's no end to the shopping possibilities, but only if you're willing to spend your paycheck. I typically am not, but browsing is always entertaining.

This innocent-looking cardigan costs $176.00. Why ever?

This hip shoppery doesn't look dangerous, but the price tags on all the items I picked up almost gave me a heart attack. 

She sure is cute, though!

Savory is a eatery and drinkery just a few blocks from our place. They have lip-smacking lunches and brunches, often play Alicia Keys, and are never bothered by my mediocre German. 

Our 'hood boasts not one but TWO  health food shops. This one is even family owned--AND they speak English! 

My new Aveda salon is one block up from us. It's mos def the most serious looking Aveda salon I've ever seen.

This shiny view of the Alster is just a ten-minute walk from our apartment. We don't visit it much this time of year, but come sunny time we'll be taking frequent trips to this pretty hangout. 

All this prettiness and would you believe I still complain about the ten-minute walk to the grocery store? Rough life, I know, but it feels ridiculously long when I'm carting back my purchases--without a cart. Aside from that minor inconvenience, we're happily at home in Harvestehude.