- Chuck Palahniuk
I don’t know what exactly it is that I’m going to create yet, but I know that I will soon. It’s been on my mind.
A colleague of mine mentioned that he was driving home to visit his parents for the long weekend (Monday was a national holiday in Germany) so I shotgunned a seat in his car and along with Meghan headed to ‘Wien’ for the weekend.

If I speak of Vienna it must be in the past tense, as a man speaks of a woman he has loved and who is dead.
- Erich von Stroheim
Erich was an angry man. Speaking back in the day he strongly felt that the city of Vienna had had it’s time and with the after effects of WW1 & WW2, the nation was slipping into disrepair. I disagree. I think that Vienna is innovative, rich in culture and most importantly - lovely.
Last weekend I took a little day trip to Munich. Being the capital city of Baveria (the largest federal state of Germany), I had high hopes for the trip which appeared like it was going to disappoint until the very last minute where it managed to save its reputation, at least in my eyes.

What do you see in the image below? I see fear. I see glee. I see evil.

I’ve seen this image in two separate museums in Germany, it’s somewhat iconic toward the treatment of the Jews during WW2. I often find myself struggling with the following question; would this have happened anywhere in the world or was it a motivation specifically inherit in the German people of that time?
The museums here in Germany take great care to stress the ‘Hitler Myth’ - the theory and practice of propaganda which moved him away from a person into an infallible figure, somewhat like a God, and this is is the means by which Hitler was able to convince a nation to follow his dream and commit these terrible acts with an appearance of glee (as in the picture above). But is this a good enough reason to justify the behaviour of the people of the time or is it simply an excuse?
The average yearly temperature in Berlin is around 10 degrees (Celsius). I’ve been twice now (once in mid-February and now last weekend) and I can tell you that it feels much, much colder than that.
We (Alexandra and I) left Herzogenaurach around 6pm on Friday evening and after a 5 hour drive we rolled up (which is the right term for this place) in Adlershof… not the prettiest introduction to the city. From Adlershof we jumped on the S-Bahn to Rosenthaler Platz, the location of our lovely hostel for the weekend.

I think I scared Alex a little that evening when I managed to convert a late night walk in search for food into a two hour trek around the city to see the TV tower lit up at night. It turned out to be the weekend of the Festival of Light in Berlin, so almost every major city landmark was flooded in an array of artistic lasers. It was absolutely stunning.
The Fehnturm tower in Herzogenaurach. Back in 1021 this connected with it’s brother tower to form the town walls. Shot with my Nikon D5000.