Easter in Germany and a New Camera

Well, in 2 days I'm off to Germany yet again. I do quite miss it, especially fresh German bread, clean streets, and transport that runs on time (yes, I know all you Irish, this is called beating a dead horse). I'll have the immense joy of having to be at the airport at 4am to catch my 6am flight. Ryanair. Nuff said. Easter in Germany is quite fun, though. Especially the "Easter Trees", which are basically the Easter version of Christmas trees - but decorated with egg-type things instead of regular ornaments. It's a big deal, and everything consequently shuts down from Good Friday thru to Easter Monday - with a brief opening time on Saturday morning, when you can battle every housewife in the land buying stuff at the store for the Sunday dinner.

I'll be spending most of the weekend in Wolfsburg again, and I'm hoping to finally visit the Autostadt if it's open. And of course, for the short time I'm in Berlin, I'll be able to hang out with my friend Pearl and hear the latest gossip - she's the greatest at that!

Now to my camera. I have been using my mobile phone as my camera for forever, but I miss taking real pictures, so I finally forked over a large sum of money for a digital SLR camera. I love it! It takes fantastic pictures!! The only downside is that, like all SLRs, it's big. That kind of discreet quickie picture just doesn't work when you've got this great honking thing hanging around your neck. It just screams Tourist!. I want it to scream "Artistic Photographer", but I still look like too much of a dork to get away with that yet. Perhaps a beret...

That's it. No real update on life in Ireland...evidently there's an election coming up, but I can't vote because I'm an immigrant, and there doesn't seem to be much difference between the political parties. At least, their Irish names sound so similar that I never know which politician belongs to which party. As long as they keep taxes low, keep the drunks from bothering people and try not to have a health service that kills people, I'll be happy. Jeez, I sound like a grumpy old git (I'm really neither old nor a git, I can assure you, but I do sound like one).