It has been warm and sunny in Hannover this week. I haven't seen the sun this many days in a row since probably October. And with temperatures in the 50s, today is the kind of day when at least 5% of Minnesotans would be walking around in shorts, displaying glowing white legs.
In Hannover, most people are not that extreme. But the fair-weather joggers are out, along with the people who go rollerblading in jeans, and several Hannoverians seem to have removed their scarves. These are sure signs of spring. The ice cream shop around the corner from us is now open for the season and I saw a few crocuses in bloom yesterday.
The surest sign of warmer weather, however, was something I spotted while out on my bike yesterday - a naked guy at the naked lake. You may recall my post about the naked lake and the FKK nudist club. Well, this one was not afraid to sport his birthday suit in early March.
Temperatures will start dropping tomorrow and we'll have sleet before you know it. In Minnesota, it would be about time for a major spring snowfall that would crush the hopes of young baseball players and have sprinters and their coaches (like me, at least for many years) shoveling off the track.
Enjoy it while it lasts, Hannover. Buy an ice cream cone and dig out those shorts if you feel daring. Just keep them on, please.
In August 2011, Brian and I made our move from Saint Paul, Minnesota USA to Hannover, Germany. This blog is a way to share the minor daily adventures, adjustments, and observations that come from moving to a new country.
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- Thanks for coming to my blog. It started as a way to keep in touch with family and friends, and now has become an ongoing project. I'm an American living in Germany and trying to travel whenever I can. I write about my experiences as an expatriate (the interesting ones and the embarrassing ones), and about my travels. There are some recurring characters in this blog, particularly my husband Brian and several of our friends. The title comes from the idea that living in a foreign country means making a lot of mistakes. So the things you used to do easily you now have to try over and over again. Hopefully, like me, you can laugh at how idiotic it feels. If you have happened upon my blog, then welcome. Knowing that people are reading what I write makes me keep going. Feel free to write comments or suggestions for future posts.
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