December 7-10, 2010
Written December 11
Friends and Families ,
Early December 2010 will go down as a record-breaker
for snow in Germany, so what did it mean for us? There are two aspects:
work and home. Home is nicer.
Work
My normal pattern is to spend the early part of the
week up in Offenbach, near Frankfurt, and end the week in Erlangen, near
Nuremberg, and near home. Normally I drive my own car, for the flexibility
and freedom it provides. This week however, the weather forecast was too
daunting, even for my four-wheel-drive car. (MY ability to move is more
determined by other cars and trucks after all.)
So, I took the company bus Monday morning, even using
a taxi for the ride from home to the bus pick-up in Erlangen. That's a
bit of a splurge but even the 25 kilometer ride to the bus could have
been problematic. As it turned out, the Monday rides were uneventful --
except the normal autobahn commute problems near Frankfurt. In theory,
it should take about two hours from Erlangen to Frankfurt. In practice,
it is closer to three.
Heavy
snow started Monday evening. The view from my hotel room was better decorated
than usual. But, the best part, was that my "commute" was a
simple walk across the street. Meanwhile, elsewhere in Germany, flights
were cancelled, trains were delayed, and roads were considered "chaos"
-- the same word in English and German.
Thursday evening I took the return ride and I was glad
I had not chosen to drive. Traffic out of Frankfurt was, indeed, chaos.
I was perfectly happy to just sit back, snooze, read my book, and leave
the driving to our "profi" up front.
Friday
morning started with another round of shoveling snow -- 30 centimeters
(13 inches) of deep powder before I could get my car out for the ride
to work. The drive was a pain, not because the autobahn was terrible, but
because the side roads had not been plowed and were covered in packed-snow
ice. Not fun, even with the Audi Allroad.
Work, however, at least offered me a nice office view.
Home
As far as the home story goes, I'll have to say that
the story is second hand. I was working, remember? (and considering earlier
retirement.) Marianne did take lots of pictures so the home story will
be pictures.
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Start the day, in the dark, shoveling out the
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This was an early road picture. By the time
I made it home, the plows and salt and warming temperatures had
cleared the mess away.
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The downside of the snow being melted away
is that the streams behind us become a pair of lakes. We hope
they stay "out there".
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Now it is Saturday morning and the snow is
melting, not immediatley but it is melting. That's why we have a
couple pictures of the "pond" behind our house. Normally,
these are little streams but when we get lots of winter water, the
valley behind us transforms and we end up with waterfront property.
We are told it will not reach the house, but who knows with Global
Warming!
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John and Marianne
ps: For Alice and Charles: Your suite is ready!
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