I’m in Berlin. Well not quite yet. I still have a few days till I take the train over to the East side of Germany, but I’ve made it across the pond and have a few pictures to show and stories to tell.
First off, the weather is weird. Something I’m sure you’ve seen if you haven’t been living under a rock–and maybe even if you have. It went from 7 degrees taking off in Denver (read: unbelievably, ungodly cold) to a solid 45 and sunny in Germany. (Fahrenheit obviously–I’ve gotta keep a bit of America with me). Now, it’s currently snowing in Berlin, but it’s still feels like spring in Cologne. I’m nowhere near the tornadoes in Texas or the flooding in Missouri or England, but seriously weather. Get a grip.
Gutes Rutsch ins neues Jahr. That’s what we say in Germany on New Year’s Eve. Good slide into the New Year. Yeah, it’s kind of odd. But they sure know how to party here, or at least they know how to shoot off quite a lot of fireworks once the clock strikes 12. Boom!
So, that’s one way to start the year (with a bang, not a whimper). It’s the start to a year in which I’ll spend the first half in my adopted city: Berlin. Here’s to a great year.
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