As I type this, the city of Mainz appears outside my window. People wave from deck chairs set up along the banks of the river, drinking cocktails on their fake beach with the Mainz Cathedral looming behind. It’s already starting to get dark; late August brings shorter days than the beginning of summer and little lights start twinkling from the residential buildings nearby.
Only ten minutes later my view has changed somewhat. I can see vineyards, grand old manors and half-timbered little cottages. We’re out of the big smoke already and like clockwork, I check Google Maps for my blue dot. It only moves when I zoom right in.