Fernweh means the urge to go somewhere far away and see new things and new places in German. I guess in these unsteady times I feel restless and want to change my place and fortune.
But no such luck at the moment. Instead I can walk to the main station from my tiny room in a shared student's apartment and watch the people arriving and leaving. In the evening the station building develops its very own charm. It's from the 1950's and has lots of huge glass windows where the sun will shine trough. Even though I don't like architecture from the 1950s (or 60s or 70s) very much, this station has won my heart.

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