I say this all the time when I am frustrated but I secretly hope that one day I am moving to Germany. Even if it's only for a couple of months or so. The above picture was from when my husband and I went to Germany this past December.
There is something about the country that just calls to me. Like it is my home. The buildings, the history (not that history from 1933-1945), the people and the land all seem like home. Being of German descent I guess you could say it was someone in my family tree's home. I try to cook German food, observe German customs and have tried several times to learn to speak German. Let's just say the Spanish I know is pretty deeply ingrained and I can't get the German to stick in my brain. Year before last when we were in Berlin, I had to go to the emergency room. They started to speak in German and I replied in Spanish. Finally we agreed on English.
My husband of course humors me when I get in my let's move abroad mood. He usually quells my moods with short trips there to keep me in check. But actually that is just solidifying my dream of moving there because the first thing I usually ask is when are we going back.
More pics from December. The top is the Nurnberg Christkindlmarkt.The bottom one is of a random castle that we past driving. We don't have random castles here.
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