Amazing. A friend from Munich sent me some pictures of where I use to live. They were taken just a couple of days ago:
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I remember biking (yes, bicycling) to work in that. It was either bike or take the bus. Trust me, I wanted to bike. In fact, I looked fantastic when I got back to the States. 30 minute bike ride, twice a day, 5 days a week - minimum. Sigh. Someday I'll look that good again. But back to the Munich story.
Seeing all that snow also reminded me of Milk. I hate drinking milk. I'll put in on cereal, I'll cook with it... but I don't just drink it. Until I was in Germany. Whoa. That milk was thick, it was sweet, it was unbelievably delicious. All that white snow, brought back memories of Germany and the first that came to mind was missing that milk.
And as a side note. April may be a weird posting month. I'm having my friend's 15 year old daughter come stay with us in April. I can see we will have great blog fodder (as I remember very little German). I may not have time to post, or I'll have tons of time to post. We'll see when it rolls around.Posted by vw bug at March 7, 2006 06:09 AM | TrackBack