I grew up in a small village in the middle of Germany and every time I visit my parents it's fascinating how many stars you can see (at the stroke of midnight the village turns out every 2nd street light - so it is pretty dark). The night sky in the city is so different with all its light pollution it's hard to see the few really bright stars on the red sky. But back on the country side - in the summertimes, when the Perseids pass by (the days around the 12th of August) it's so great to lay down on the green roof of my parents house - with a sleeping bag and a big pillow - counting the falling stars!
