Yes, you read that headline right, I did say “cemetery”, and please forgive me if you were expecting a ghostly tale. I have just returned from another wonderful visit to Bayern in the South of Germany. On this trip I was amazed by something totally unexpected. As we entered the cemetery where my girlfriends father was buried, I was captured by the beauty, color, and serenity of the place. Here’s my description:
- birds singing loudly
- large beautiful trees
- bright green hedges
- flowers, flowers, flowers
- candles and sunshine
- neatly trimmed grave sites
In Australia, people might visit the grave of a loved one on the first anniversary, but here in Germany the grave sites are regularly visited and carefully manicured by relatives. I tried describing what an Australian cemetery looked like, and both my girlfriend and her mother looked at me in shock.
I wonder what other surprises Germany has for me. Do you have a story about a cemetery you have visited?