one tiny wagen house

Isn’t she purdy? Just wanted to share in my Mainz Wagenplatz I-miss-you nostalgia.

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a tiny house with a tower and sweet windows

Mmm Bauwagen porn.  I love me some tiny houses, and I particularly love me some Bauwägen.  This past weekend we played a concert in Hanau, and this little beauty was in the backyard of the house where we stayed.  She’s not finished on the inside, but *insert impressed whistle here* she sure looks good so […]

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gorilla baby: the diy fold-down changing table, finished

Ah, yes.  Remember my last building project?  The baby-crap storage shelves and fold-down changing table?  Well, while I was in the hospital the Beard went and finished it up.  See, when it comes to projects I’m the slow contemplative one, and he’s the fast impatient one.  So despite all my good intentions, he’s almost always […]

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peter lustig: germany’s most famous tiny house dweller

So you moved to Germany. It took you a while, but you mastered the language. You understand all the words that your friends are saying, but you still don’t understand half of what they say; because you didn’t grow up in Germany, when people start talking pop culture nostalgia, you don’t have a fucking clue.  […]

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wagenplatz dominos part five

We are in the final stretch. I had my doubts that the group would manage to get six Bauwägen moved before rain and mud made moving them a joke. We are procrastinators all. But on Sunday we moved two trailers within a couple of hours, and there is only one more Wagen to go before […]

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tiny living: a built in cabinet

Once upon a time when the Beard first came into posession of the red trailer (which coincided with me moving to Mainz and us moving in together) it looked like this. And I looked like that. These are both views looking to the right and left of the door, which is located about in the […]

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dishwater geek, springtime magic

And with the start of spring, doing the dishes is suddenly fun. Fun, because doing them means standing outside in the sun, fondling some of my favorite objects, and, on the days destined for an extra heap of sugar, being serenaded by the banjo being plucked in the wagon across the way. This may make […]

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