August 22nd, 2010 § 3 comments

Just because I liked the way Germany played in the World Cup did not mean I went there on a whim.* It was never on our plans but I am eternally grateful that we made the detour.

We spent ten days in Berlin and Munich. It was a great break between Spain and Italy. Order amongst the chaos. I’m going to live in the country, even briefly, before I die. It’s added to my quest in life.

People I’ve spoken to in Italy (and even an expat living in Munich) can’t understand why I love Germany so much. First of all, I love the language, to me it’s more beautiful than French or Italian. An even and quietly spoken tone, none of this up and down stuff. As one of my friends puts it, it took her two years to learn English and five years to learn German. I like it already, if nothing than for the challenge.

Everything and everyone is so efficient. Words are not wasted, which I approve. I think that’s why I like the place, it’s no nonsense and straight to the point but there’s an underlying creative streak in their art and photography that I find really unique. Oh, I love the photography I saw in adverts on the streets! Wrinkles in all of their glory and even visible pores on faces. It brought a smile to my face.

There’s so much history in Berlin, it drips off the buildings and pools at your feet. Munich has big splotches of green dispersed throughout the city and if you go an hour out, you’re surrounded by lush pastures, mountains and farmlands.

Food, of course, always comes into account. Pretzels, meatballs, cold meats and cheese. The beer is so multi-layered and full of flavour. I’m not much of a beer drinker but it was so easy (almost too easy) to drink a 1/2 a liter in twenty minutes.

It’s the first time I’ve been so emotionally moved by a country is such a short amount of time.

In other, more mundane news, I’m trying to stop use the word “like” when I really mean “said” or “a rough estimate”. If you talk to me, and there’s long awkward pauses on my end, be kind. This is a surprisingly annoying habit to break.

Berlin <3!


View from Neuschwanstein castle.

* Disclaimer: It wasn’t because of the players’ looks, don’t assume that because I’m a woman and the players are men, I was thinking with my ovaries. Soccer just happens to be my favourite sport to watch and play (albeit badly).

§ 3 Responses to Germany"

  • Claire says:

    As a fluent german-speaker it is so lovely to hear the language spoken about as though it is actually beautiful. Most people still think it’s a harsh, aggressive language because that’s the way most western movies show it:) I lived in Germany as a child and your post made me feel nicely nostalgic, thanks:)

  • Tash says:

    Don’t worry, you can come visit when I live there for six months, whenever that is. And then you can afford it as you won’t have to pay for a hotel.

  • Vitamin K says:

    I want to go to Germany so badly, and I don’t even know why. Apart from loving the language. And loving so much of the art and modern creations that come from there.

    But sadly it doesn’t look like I’m going to get there this year after all. :[ I don’t want to travel by myself and B doesn’t have the money to go somewhere so far away and expensive. Very disappointing!

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