Thursday, September 15, 2011

Blue skies, tall pine trees, large expanses of wheat and corn fields, getting lost in the woods numerous times, weekend trips to big cities, and eating so much fruit off trees that you're literally sick to your stomach; it's almost like being a kid again. I've always had a bit of a love-hate relationship with Germany - I mean let's face it, it's not as exotic as Brazil, Nepal or Vietnam - but after 20 years of summer visits, 5 world cups, 4 weddings, 2 funerals, 11 births, and countless family reunions, I can finally say that I like Germany. I guess I always have, I just haven't always been consciously aware of it.