No matter where you go in Germany, one thing you can count on is seeing glass.

No, I’m not talking about windows.


Actual crafted bits of glass.

Some useful, some decorative.  All worthy of some sort of contemplation.

And on any given night in any given German city, town or village, the night starts out contemplating these:

But only if you’re sitting at a bar.

Which isn’t too often.

Since the whole idea of having a beer here in Germany is the socialization factor.  Sitting at a table with friends, enjoying a beverage and perhaps enjoying a meal.  Perhaps even a maß (pronounced “moss”, which is a full litre [33 oz] of beer, which goes down surprisingly easy):

After the meal, you and your friends decide that it’s time to leave.  So you head out on the street.

A block or two away, you stumble (figuratively) upon a Weingut (Winery) stand.  If you’re in the right part of Germany, especially the Rhineland Pfalz region, you’ll find stands set up in town squares.  Stands where the local wineries let you sample their goods.

Everything from Neuwein (New Wine, which is this year’s harvest, just starting to ferment) to vintages a few years old.  Perhaps, if it’s cold enough, you’ll find a stand selling Glüwein (mulled wine served hot throughout the winter).

So you and your friends stop to enjoy a glass (or two):

And share some company with other folks, huddled together to stay warm.

But then it’s time to say goodnight.

So you head back to your car (with your designated driver), or to the taxi/bus/train stop.

And look in the windows along the way.

Someone’s always got something for sale.

Since it’s autumn, the Christmas decorations are already on display.  But depending on which town you are in, the displays are there year ’round.

Because the Germans love Christmas.

And do it well.

And hopefully you haven’t had too much of the first few glasses to enjoy the last bit of glass.

After all, it is Germany!


2 thoughts on “Glass”

  1. A beautiful study of the glass, and a very pleasant comment on the lifestyle in Germany… I can well imagine the cold nights, and the warmth inside.

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