The weather the last two days was whacked.

It was too warm.

The Germans don’t like it that way.

It needs to be average.

Restaurants with outdoor seating were jammed, managers stressfully trying to unfold and set up tables that hadn’t been clean since October. Bike shops can charge as much as they’d like for a ‘Spring Check-up’, and they do, much to the chagrin of the locals. But a man’s got to ride. For those bike riders who don’t need a check-up, have you completely forgotten how to ride?

Daffodils along Kaufingerstraße
Daffodils along Kaufingerstraße — munichFOTO

There are rules to obey, both written and unwritten! It’s been so warm the last two days that I even saw some naked bodies sunbathing near the Isar River. I’ve heard of cabin fever and a strong desire to get outside, but au naturel the first week in March?  Germans need few excuses to get naked, surely.

Meanwhile, I read that in my home state of Florida the Republican governor forbade any officials connected to the government to use the terms ‘global warming, climate change, or sustainability’. You read that correctly (reason #67 I choose to live in Munich).

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Can there be a flower more popular than a tulip this time of year? I love them too! The best tulips are grown in The Netherlands, a country which seems to have carved out a nice little business supplying the EU with these colorful blooms, when not wooing young travelers to their coffee shops. The drawback for tulips is that no amount of care will extend their vase life beyond a week.

I grilled on Monday, the SECOND time this year already. I can recall the summer of 2009, when the whole year only afforded me two opportunities to grill. I missed them both. I’m going to make up for 2009 this year. I’ve been trying to make up for that summer of 2009 for the past five years, but the weather hasn’t cooperated. It’s been normal when I needed exceptional. The extended forecast is looking good, a little rain, a little sun and only a marginal chance of a white Easter.

Exactly how the Germans like it.

Nothing too unusual.

I bet you a bratwurst and a beer we’ll have snow on Easter.

Trees begin to bud out -- munichFOTO
Trees begin to bud out — munichFOTO

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Michael V. Owens
Born in San Diego and raised in Florida, Michael grew to appreciate the ocean deeply. This changed when he moved to Munich but the Bavarian Alps are a suitable substitute for the Atlantic Ocean. Like many here, he enjoys hiking, biking and swimming during the 6-week long summer. He has diplomas in History and English literature. Michael gives lectures at Ludwig-Maximilians-Universität München on English writing skills, English grammar and American culture. He has lived in Munich for nearly two decades, the last 12 years with his wife. They have an eight-year-old daughter who speaks German and English equally. Michael does not. He hopes to (at some point) learn German, but is convinced Oscar Wilde was correct when he said, “Life is too short to learn German.” Michael can be read with fewer constraints from his editors at www.laptopsandlederhosen.com He can also be found on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram under the name LaptopsAndLederhosen.