The Germans are obsessed with the weather. They can moan, rejoice, and generally talk at great length about weather conditions – changes in temperature, humidity and moisture levels, varying degrees of sunshine, amount of rain and snowfall, barometric pressure, fluctuating mercury levels….
At first I couldn’t fathom this strange phenomenon. After all, I come from a country where the sun rises without fail everyday, climbs high up in a clear blue sky, and makes the people flee indoors or under leafy trees by midday. Terrible as it sounds, I’d taken sunshine for granted in my life – till I came to Germany, that is.
Now I understand all these fuss and relentless talk about the weather. I myself wilted like a drooping flower after a couple of weeks without the sun. I am no longer acting unaffected. Like Germans, I come to life during these few warm sunny days, and appeared animated and full of restless energy, thankful to be released from the dulling clutches of winter.
Today is one of those sunny days, I decided to wind up from my work early and spend much time outdoors instead…strolling and taking pictures.