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I recently read and slightly misremembered
this blog post as saying that there are two seasons in Germany: winter and dreading the winter. In the middle of the whopping four weeks of summer, I was already in "dreading the winter" mode -- and after a long and rather magnificent fall, we are decidedly in winter again.
But things aren't bad! I've remembered how much I like wearing tall boots, for one thing (shopping for tall boots is a different story, though I'm a big fan of
DUO, who sell boots in many, many calf sizes). For another thing, the Christmas market is back, and there is no bad there. For a third, it's only a few weeks until I fly back to the U.S. for my family's first-ever Stone Harbor Christmas, and I'm hoping Sunny the 14-year-old Labrador is going to hang in there and be around for it.
In the meantime, I'm working lots and haven't seen a ton of anyone outside of my coworkers lately, so it's a good thing I work with a whole bunch of lovely people. And in a week or so things should calm down, just in time for me to squeeze in as much Glühwein and Weihnachtsmarkt food as possible before flying out on Christmas Eve.
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I sounded pretty lukewarm about living in Frankfurt in
my last post, I realize, which isn't an accurate depiction of how I feel about FFM at all. I really
like living here now, actually. It's a surprisingly excellent place to be. It's a hard place to commit to, though, particularly when you hang out with mostly ex-pats, as I do, because most everyone I know in the ex-pat community is living here with an end date in the back of their heads, some idea that they are going to be leaving. And right now I don't have anything of the sort. I don't actually wish I were anywhere else at the moment -- which was a kind of startling thought to have, even more so when I voiced it to a couple of my friends recently and they pointed out that there are not a heck of a lot better reasons why people stay places than that.
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