The Greatest Trick Summer Ever Pulled
Posted by in Living at 7:23 p.m. on Sept. 22nd, 20041 Comments 0 Pings
At 3:35 in the morning, on Tuesday, September 21, 2004, the lid of Winter’s coffin closed on Bavaria. I know, I watched it happen. The night sky was clear and full of stars, then a meteor went past the window. Shortly thereafter, the clouds came from nowhere and left nary a star to see.
Winter in Germany doesn’t play around. There are no shorts-n-sweaters days; the biergarten chairs have already been taken downstairs, the skis are getting waxed, and the sun comes up later every day. Pretty soon, it’ll be dark until 9:00 in the morning, and sunset at 4:00 in the afternoon. Six long, grey months of wondering why the hell only half the radiators are warm lay ahead.
All of this is offset by the beginning of spring, sometime in late April or early May (usually, anyway). Here, Spring returns like a conquering hero to parades and maytree festivals. In high summer, it’s light outside until 11:30 at night.
Winter in Germany doesn’t play around. There are no shorts-n-sweaters days; the biergarten chairs have already been taken downstairs, the skis are getting waxed, and the sun comes up later every day. Pretty soon, it’ll be dark until 9:00 in the morning, and sunset at 4:00 in the afternoon. Six long, grey months of wondering why the hell only half the radiators are warm lay ahead.
All of this is offset by the beginning of spring, sometime in late April or early May (usually, anyway). Here, Spring returns like a conquering hero to parades and maytree festivals. In high summer, it’s light outside until 11:30 at night.
Cobby
September 22, 2004 at 11:30 p.m.:Sounds like Denmark and Germany share the shitty weather.
I'm thinking of taking up hibernating.