Well, at last.

It's not often that all one's worldly requirements fit into two checked items.
(Ignore the concrete pillar.)

Thursday/Friday, which was a double day of about 42 hours (having left six of them to my West during the flight), is all done now. I have a place to live for the next three months, a ready-made crew of about a dozen hard-drinking, hard-thinking coworkers, and I even got myself a desk in an office at CERN. This morning, I'll try to get a way to commute.