A few years ago when the search for gainful employment was a dicier and more urgent manner, I remember lamenting over the way the fair city of Wiesbaden was described,
ad nauseum, on a jobs website, wondering whether a place sometimes called, “the
Nice of the North” might not be causing undue confusion—aside from the fact I had never heard it called as such outside of having the phrase beaten into me while worrying about my future in Germany. Happily things are more stable presently and I finally happened on the
city being referred to by this slogan—auf Deutsch,
Nizza des Nordens and in vintage bumper sticker form, the most reliable form of communication.
