My photo of a painting on the inside of a Francesco Clemente tent on Potsdamer Strasse.
They stare whether you’ve done something mildly interesting or nothing at all, and maybe that’s the most disconcerting part. You never know what it was that drew their attention to you.
It’s blatant, the stares; Germans don’t seem to have that American need to avert the eyes. Standing or sitting on a train, walking down the sidewalk, browsing in a store… if you’re out in public, you’re fair game. If you’re sitting on your balcony and are visible to residents across the street, you’ve offered yourself up for observation as well. Continue reading
Ready to back it, boys?
You may or may not be planning a trip to Germany, but if you are, and you row, you may find this helpful.
They do things differently here, little things every step of the way. The rowing itself is pretty much the same – I’d have to say their stroke is the easiest thing to match here. It’s just the negotiating around the boathouse, getting the boat to and off the dock, and the little things they do in between rowing, that’s slightly different from what we do back home.