It was -9° this morning when I went to get the brotchen. It is Sunday and we are going to do a little cleaning up followed by a walk through the Englisch Garten.
I have decided that whilst living in Germany I am not going to complain about various German idiosyncrasies or compare Germany to Australia. I have seen some of my friends and many of Annika's friends (even Annika herself, dare I say it) do this and I have decided that I am not going to fall into this trap. I have sat at too many BBQs surrounded by well meaning, newly arrived Germans, being regaled by all the deficiencies of my country. The bread is horrible, the wurst is worse, the beer expensive, the houses inefficient, recycling almost non existent, the drivers atrocious (lets be honest here they are right in this respect), the cars are crap, etc. I would sit and listen, occasionally catching the eye of Graham, the only other Australian in this otherwise German sub culture, a knowing smile would pass between us. The obvious statement hanging out there but not being spoken aloud.
Nope, everything that I write or say is going to be positive. I don't need to reassure myself how good Australia is by looking for the downsides in the country I am lucky to have the chance to live in. I am not even going to say anything about German coffee. I love German coffee. Every time I have a cup it reminds me beyond any shadow of a doubt that I am in Germany.
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