The rain is not leaving us alone, but I – more or less- got used to it: Hamburg shines anyway between a dry moment and a storm. Just remember to put on you rubber boots, cover your hair and walk around the Alster lake, where stunning houses, boats and flowers wait for you.
I watched old ladies jumping happily into the freezing water while I was wearing a scarf and refusing to take my shoes off. I dreamed of having more layers to cover me up, while people were sunbathing. This is how someone from the South feels visiting a seaside up North.
If from Hamburg you want to go to the seaside, you just take a train and in more or less one hour you are in Travemünde, where big and wonderful houses look at the sea, where big cargo boats sail up North and were eating an ice cream is not a good idea because it’s way too cold – not for Germans. But I get why people sit in those extremely cute little wooden “houses/benches”: the wind is so cold, that resisting more than fifteen minutes without them would be impossible!
I always ask myself how the life of the people I see is. What are their names, what are their stories, what are their dreams and what are their fears. I see their faces, hair and clothes and I share cities, streets, buildings, noises and images with them. But who are those people? What do they do? How come that we crossed paths at that exact moment and in that exact place? Visiting the Rathaus of Hamburg the other day, I watched this new and elegant married couple taking pictures and I started wondering about their lives, about their being and about their dreams. I don’t know who they are, their names or when they met, but I know that they looked stunning, elegant and in love. And witnessing this romantic moment was a privilege.
Have you have watched the movie Funny Face? It’s a movie from 1957 with Audrey Hepburn and Fred Astaire, where the two take pictures, dance and sing in Paris feeling happy, in love and wearing Givenchy: a very nice movie. There is a scene where the editor of the fashion magazine Quality decides that the next fashion trend is going to be pink. And she starts singing and dancing surrounded by pink dresses and accessories. This is how it feels now in Hamburg.
If a couple of weeks ago it was snowing and freezing, spring finally decided to appear and to show us plenty of marvelous flowers and colors. And pink is the main color. Next to my office there is a big and beautiful park full of water, plants, flowers and bobò thoughts, but nothing can equal the beauty of those pink trees. Nothing!
And if you want to get a little more pink, here is the video of the Funny Face song I was talking about, enjoy!
Don’t call it Venice, because it’s not the same. It’s Hamburg, simply Hamburg. Destroyed, bombed, hated and now so much loved, this city is overwhelmingly active and happy. And so full of water: we all chase water here. We all chase that glimpse of sparkle, glitter and shimmer. We all chase a big natural mirror and we stare speechless at the buildings staring at themselves.
It was cold, but not very cold. It was cold enough to cuddle on the sofa and to put on long socks and to wrap our necks with a soft scarf.
It was winter in Germany. And I loved it.
I spent the last two weeks with beautiful people, in a stunning place recovering from Morocco, being lazy and admiring how incredibly beautiful nature can be.
We were at the door of the Black Forest and it was pure magic. It was a fairytale. I could imagine Snow White and the dwarfs saying hi from a tree, Hansel and Gretel looking for candies and Bambi running around (Bambi for me still has his mommy and the hunter is in jail).
I captured some of those moments to share them with you: enjoy the magic! And Happy New Year.