The skies were blue and birds were chirping. Students from the university were having a picnic in the park. “Yes! Spring is finally here!” I thought. Excited to see that temperatures had risen to 14 degrees Celsius, I embarked on a journey to Frankfurt’s Chinese Garden which is located in Bethmannpark.
6 months of wintry cold weather and snow has taken its toll on me. Whenever I look into the mirror and see my pale and dry skin, I feel sick in my stomach to think of what I would look like 10 years down the road from being continuously exposed to such harsh wintry conditions. Hence the need for a good daily beauty regime (and I digress…).
The Chinese Garden is a stone’s throw away from Konstablewache. It felt great to escape from the crowd in town and have a quiet alone time. It provided me a sort of escapism and brought back fun memories of our holiday in Beijing last March. In my head I heard “Hong Kong, Hong Kong” (a Chinese music we heard in Beihai Park, Beijing) and visualised people pairing up to do ballroom dancing. It reminded me of the warmth I felt in Beijing last Spring. Nostalgia it was … memories flooding my mind.