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Germany 2018

Hamburg

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A bit of background

I almost just want to leave this post as-is, because it's so fascinating to see the narratives that develop around how someone sees and remembers a place. (Just scroll through Unsplash by location or AirBnB's photos—it's so great! Especially thinking through local vs. tourist imagery.) But I also realize, to most these are just photos of a place they've never seen in real life, and maybe don't mean much without context. So I want to introduce just a little bit of each place that holds a very special place in my own memories (of which I can't remember very many). 

hamburg

This is the largest city of them all, and the Chicago to my WI hometown (aka the "big city" we visited once in a while, and the one where my Opa if I remember right went to sell his produce.) My favorite spot: der Michel.

apensen

Although this is the closest place to me  — where my Opa's now-sold farmhouse stood, my childhood second home — we now stay elsewhere, so we just photographed there once during our stay in January.  So many extremely ordinary, un-photographed activities were the highlights of the yearly visits to Oma and Opa — feeding the chickens, kicking a soccer ball around der Sportplatz, going to the butcher (small town remember?), getting Butterkuchen from the bakery, watching the florist Voß put together bouquets, making forts in the Boden, going on long bike rides, visiting the cows, playing games with Opa, and the list goes on. 

buxtehude

Since Opa passed just a few years ago, Buxtehude has now become a new kind of second home, with all its historic beauty. It used to be the cool place to shop (in my head) and walk through the Altstadt.

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