I even wore my gazelles, so they don’t hate me for my Nike and UA gear. Sorry in advance.
But what is so intriguing about Germany?
They are stoic and it amuses me. I tried, I couldn’t keep a straight face.
There is just something when people are so serious that their face might crack if they smile, I can’t help myself and when they smile back it’s a beautiful thing.
It’s a small triumph when I get a smile, a wink, a “have a happy Easter”, out from underneath the quiet sterness.
Now, I am curious is this advertised book about smiling and immediately facing disaster? Because if so, that might explain my life!
I am kidding, half kidding, no I am fully committed to having just made a joke ☺