hmm, yes, just a little bit, but there is more to it. One of the first things I learned about a German man is that he can cry.
I mean, a lot, of happiness and sadness, and they aren’t ashamed of that.
Which is disappointing, because they are really adorable. According to folklore, good kids get their stockings filled.
Bad kids get a bag of ashes and a beating from good old Saint Nick. Once you marry a German, the holiday season will never be the same again.
If 10 years ago someone had told me that I would be married to a German, I would laugh. Well, life is REALLY full of surprises, not only I married a German who speaks German, but one that also speaks my language too, Portuguese. Yes, our 3-year wedding anniversary is tomorrow, and while this post is being published, we are celebrating this day in Paris.
A husband who actually speaks that crazy language that sounds more like cursing, drinks lots of beer and only eats potatoes and sausages?
Surprisingly, Germans are flirtatious and more cheeky than they will admit.
They wear them at the beach, with shoes and socks at the resorts, and, if they’re feeling fancy, with t-shirts while lounging at the pool. What Americans call bread is an abomination to them. And for those days when your digestive system is a little…let’s say, plugged up, you know from your mother-in-law that sauerkraut is the cure for all stomach ailments.
There is a tendency among German men to date women who are much younger than they are.
This more for the fun of dating and socialising rather for long-term or serious relationships.
German men have a reputation for being insensitive, self-serving and cold. By contrast, some German men are surprisingly sensitive, almost to the point of being insecure and unsure of themselves.
A man like this may even question a woman's motives if she approached him to chat.