Do you remember what were you doing and where exactly one year ago?
I do. One year ago I was living in Düsseldorf, sharing a flat with wonderful friends and colleagues. My working days I spent writing press releases in the head office of trivago, my evenings I spent planning to start a new blog. This blog.
Yep, that’s correct. Live now – dream later will have its’ very first birthday next week. And the very first post on this blog was about Düsseldorf. What a coincidence, the topic of this post is return to Düsseldorf!
A few weeks ago I received a surprising invitation to a summer party that trivago is organizing, not only for current, but also ex-employees on Friday the 26th of June. Such amazing news! Since being invited I have been working very hard to arrange such a way that I could go. It turned out to be a bit trickier than I could imagine.
I would need to find a colleague to cover my evening shift on Friday. I would need to find reasonable priced flights on reasonable hours with as few connection flights as possible and preferably from the nearest airport. I would also need to find a place to stay during my visit, so I started to harass my ex roommates and colleagues with Facebook messages.
It seemed impossible to find affordable flights without having to travel less than 22 hours, even though the direct flight would be done in two. I’ve been twisting and turning, spending hours next to my laptop comparing and combining different flights, airlines and flight search engines. I’ve been racking my brain trying to think how much I would be willing to spend for a two-day trip.
On the other hand I have kept asking myself can I set a price for the joy of reunion? Can I define the value in euros for seeing all the amazing people again after ten months? Can the unforgettable moments I got to experience during my six months in Düsseldorf be measured in money?
A real low budget travel nightmare!
After returning to all the memories the answer was crystal clear. Some things in life are priceless!
Like the countless ‘family dinners’ in our trivago commune.
And the countless parties in our trivago commune.
The mixed feelings we had in the pouring rain on the streets of Düsseldorf when Germany was about to win the world championship in football.
The days we were living like homeless bums. And sometimes it got a bit messy.
Above all, the indescribable feeling of cohesion, solidarity and tolerance. All the trips and excursions and team events. The adaptation to new cultures and constant learning. It was like being part of a huge multicultural family, where every single family member has his own unique background. A family, where all the new members are welcomed with open arms, no matter what you are like and where from.
My half a year at trivago was an important turning point in my own life, personally and professionally, and therefore it can not be measured in money. It’s impossible to set a value for it in any numbers. With flying tickets in my pocket I am waiting for my return to Düsseldorf like a rising sun.
Be prepared, Düsseldorf! I’m coming back!