Life sure is funny.
As a kid, I lived in the Eifel with my parents. My dad was stationed at Spangdahlem AFB, and just like every other family who spent time there, each of us fell in love with the area, the culture, and the people.
Well, I literally fell in love with the people – or, really, just one to be exact.
After finishing graduate school, I made the pilgrimage back to Germany to visit my old stomping grounds. I reconnected with the son of our former landlords, who I played with as a child and took family vacations with. Those three days turned into daily Facebook conversations, weekly Skype calls, and countless plane tickets. Three years later, we were married, and I made that life-changing move across the world.
So, here I am. Back where I started. It’s quite an experience, living in two worlds. Half of my family speaks English, and the other half speaks German. I make social faux pas on a daily basis here in Germany but forget the most basic English words when talking to friends back home. Although I try to dress in German fashion on occasion, people still spot me as an American because of my makeup (at least that’s my husband’s theory). There’s a dirndl hanging up next to a pair of cowboy boots in my closet. I’m having to retrain myself not to toss pennies into fountains, doing my very best to flip my brain into thinking metric, and learning to accept that German movie dubs will just never match the voices of my favorite actors no matter how much I want them to.
I’m a Southern Baptist, Libertarian-leaning, college instructor doing everything I can to embrace Germany while staying true to my Texas roots.
The Inspiration for Eifel Mausi
I decided to start blogging about the Eifel after having a few conversations with my parents. I had mentioned a few places that my husband and I had gone to and was floored that in the seven years they lived here they had never been to any of them. Heck, they’d never even heard of them! They’d been to Neuschwanstein, Munich, the Black Forest, and a host of other incredibly well-known spots around the country, but for as much as they had travelled, they never really explored the area where they lived – the Eifel.
And what I soon came to realize was that a whole lot of people fail to really get to know the area. Not because they don’t want to, but because there just aren’t as many English language resources out there for places like Hillesheim, Schloss Bürresheim, or the Eifelsteig like there are for, say, Bavaria.
So, I started making a list of all the places my husband had introduced me to that didn’t include typical tourist destinations. My goal for this blog is to provide people with all kinds of resources so that they can have really unique experiences – whether they’re stationed at Spangdahlem or a fellow expat like myself.
Now that you know my story, I’d love to hear yours! Drop me a line, leave me a comment, or connect with me on Facebook!