The easy answer would be: Because he was a great guy !
The more involved answer goes as follows:
My Dad was a Captain at Sea for the German Merchant Marine. He started as a “deck scrubber” and gradually worked his way up, saving money, taking a semester or two here and there, steadily advancing in rank. He was one of the most determined people I ever knew.
My Dad travelled extensively, spoke 13 languages, had a love for life, people and good food, as well as nature and everything within it. He brought back many exotic species of plants from his trips, and if you were ever fortunate enough to experience one of his guided garden tours, he would tell you not only where he found each plant, but also the proper Latin name thereof.
My Dad was very open minded toward other cultures and people. His motto was:
“You should know enough of each language to make every person feel comfortable and appreciated”.
I have tried to live by this credo, granted it’s easy, because I just enjoy seeing folks smile. When I meet someone from another culture or language, I generally will try to pick up a word or a phrase to commit to my memory banks, and people are usually very happy and helpful (and some are tickled pink, because someone showed an interest).
Ergo, I could wish you a Good Morning in Cherokee (“Osht-sunalay”) or tell you to have patience in Ethiopian (“Tigist”), or I could simply thank you for reading this far (insert smiley 🙂 ), so let’s stick with that.
My name is Christine, I am a mother of 2 delightfully talented children ( Yes, they will be reading this ) , born and raised in Germany, have lived in the US for more than half my life (you may guess at numbers, if you so desire) , have enjoyed a job I absolutely love and adore (which has nothing at all to do with travelling) for nearly 22 years, love gardening, reading, catching a show, and meeting amazing people, wherever they may be, have so far travelled on 2 continents, but fully intend to expand my horizon, have a long “bucket list”, steadily checking off items (and then adding more when no one’s looking), and here’s the inevitable “fair warning” for all of my Facebook friends, there may come a day that I shall visit you (upon proper invitation, of course) regardless of the continent you reside on.
Geesh,,, we may just have broken a record for longest sentence ever…
Well, suffice it to say, if you enjoy flowers, nature trails, mountains, beach, travel with kids or without, with dog or without, budget or the occasional splurge (Thank Goodness for hotel loyalty programs 🙂 ) , you may find something of interest to you which may peak your appetite for travel. If so, I welcome you to return as many times as you like. … And bring a friend or two…
Hope these words find you well and in good spirits.
Come with me, if you like, and explore some more or less known locals. Travel is my passion, people are my love, and the world is my oyster (…and yours as well…) ***