I don’t really know what it is, but Germany always reminds me of home.
Many people say it’s just my imagination but everything around here makes me feel like home, it makes me feel welcome, it makes me feel like I belong here. Maybe it’s the buildings, maybe it’s the people, maybe it’s the fact that most of their shops have a little “clone” back home or maybe it’s just the simple thing that when you travel so many thousand miles away from home, out of all these places, Germany looks like the closest.
So even if the weather hasn’t been the friendliest lately, I do my best to get off the ship and just wonder around the streets, admiring even the smallest thing, like a statue, or a pretty bush in the park, or an old building. It helps me soothe the pain of being away from home, family and especially my little munchkin, Ellie.