Having lived in Latvia for a while, Linda began to notice that the Latvians were, well, a little odd. Feeling like she was going mad, and that, perhaps, she was the only person who noticed this, she decided to start a blog to document her findings. Unfortunately for her, the Latvians were reading it too.
After being chased out of Latvia by pitch fork-wielding locals, Linda made her way to Berlin where she hoped to fit in with the natives a little better. She set herself the task of “becoming German” in 473,937,493 easy steps. However, now at the end of her third year, she realises that this number may have been a rather conservative estimate.