Spring has come early to Germany this year. When I think back to the end of last March and early April 2016, the trees were still bare and only a few stray daffodils hinted at the fact that spring was just around the corner. This year, though, it’s a completely different story. But hey, I’m definitely not complaining.
In fact, it’s a gorgeous evening right now as I write this: the sun is still out (it sets now around 8:00 PM), the birds are chirping, and the air is sweet with the scent of cherry blossoms and fields of fresh grass.
They say that March comes in like a lion and goes out like a lamb. But this year, March pretty much came in like a lamb and went out like a lamb.
The month began with a short business trip to Brussels. Since my time there was jam-packed with conferences, I didn’t have time to see much of the city (no worries, I’ve been before).
Still, it was nice to have a change of scenery (I know, I know, it’s not like I stay put in one place that long). And despite the tight schedule, I managed to squeeze in a short walk on my first evening from my hotel in The Sablon to Grand-Place.
Aside from a brief stint in Berlin, I spent the rest of March in Frankfurt. After all, how could I even want to leave this city while it comes to life again after a long, German winter? (Side note: the winters are pretty mild here in Frankfurt; it’s just the grayness that gets to me.)
To anyone who thinks Frankfurt is just a bunch of banks and concrete high-rises: You don’t know what you’re talking about.
Really, you don’t.
In fact, I’m actually a bit bummed out that I’ll be going away to Latvia for Easter weekend in mid-April, because all I really want to do these days is to have picnics on the Main, go for strolls in the Stadtwald, or city forest, and eat as much ice cream as I can justify in one sitting.
So spring, why don’t you do us a favor and come this early every year, would you please?