For one summer,
the world came to Hannover.

For five extraordinary months, my hometown felt like the centre of the world.

EXPO 2000 transformed Hannover into a place where countries, cultures and visions of the future met. I went back again and again, perhaps twenty times. Sometimes to discover another pavilion or see a cultural event. Sometimes for a concert. And sometimes for no particular reason at all.

Just to be there.

To move through the grounds, sit by the water, watch the cable cars floating overhead, hear music somewhere in the distance and wonder what might be waiting around the next corner.

A world of ideas

The EXPO was more than a collection of national pavilions. Everywhere, architecture became part of the message. Countries used buildings, landscapes, technology, sound and light to ask what the future might look like.

The Dutch pavilion was perhaps the clearest example. Instead of spreading out across the limited ground, it rose upwards, stacking different landscapes above one another. A forest appeared high above the ground, with wind turbines at the top. It made an idea visible before you had read a single word about it.

And then there were the things you simply didn't expect

Some memories are difficult to explain because, twenty-six years later, they sound almost invented.

I remember entering a dark hall and seeing strange luminous egg-shaped objects. They glowed in shifting colours and seemed to move through the darkness with a life of their own.

I can still picture them today.

Sometimes it was enough to stand there and wonder.

Elsewhere there was an artificially created tornado. There were multimedia installations, experimental architecture, performances and objects whose purpose wasn't always immediately obvious. That uncertainty was part of the pleasure. The EXPO rewarded curiosity.

The world next door

For a few months, discovering another culture could be as simple as walking into the next building. Different languages, music, food, architecture and ways of thinking were suddenly gathered in one place.

That was one of the great pleasures of the EXPO. You could spend a day moving from one part of the world to another without ever leaving Hannover.

Above it all

The little yellow cable cars became part of the landscape. They crossed the vast grounds high above the crowds and turned getting from one end of the EXPO to the other into an experience of its own.

From above, the whole place changed perspective. Pavilions, gardens, water and thousands of people passed beneath you. For a few minutes you simply floated above this temporary city.

Arriving, meeting, moving on

The EXPO had several entrances, and each arrival had its own rhythm. At EXPO Ost, the Stadtbahn brought visitors almost directly to the grounds. From there, the long approach towards the Plaza became part of the experience itself: people streaming in, cable cars overhead, and the sense that the day could lead almost anywhere.

Music everywhere

Music was woven into the EXPO from the beginning. More than 15,000 cultural events took place during its run, and the programme ranged from intimate performances to major concerts. Among the artists who appeared were Luciano Pavarotti, Carlos Santana, Lionel Richie, Ray Charles, Patricia Kaas, Herbert Grönemeyer and Joe Cocker. Hannover's Scorpions performed their Moment of Glory programme with the Berlin Philharmonic, while the opening celebrations brought names such as Bon Jovi and Kylie Minogue to the EXPO grounds.

But music was not confined to the biggest stages. It was part of the atmosphere. You might hear a concert while crossing the grounds, find a cultural performance outside a pavilion, or simply sit on the broad steps near the Plaza as evening arrived and let whatever was happening become part of the day.

Sometimes we went for nothing at all

Not every visit needed a plan. That is something I remember particularly fondly.

Sometimes it was enough simply to spend an afternoon or evening there. People sitting beside the water. Children running through fountains. Thousands gathering around the Plaza. Music somewhere in the distance. A cable car passing overhead. The light changing as evening arrived.

Perhaps another concert later. Perhaps another pavilion. Perhaps nothing.

The EXPO could be spectacular, but it could also be wonderfully easy. You could simply be there.

What remains

The gates closed at the end of October 2000. The crowds went home. Some buildings disappeared, others remained, and the yellow cable cars stopped floating above the grounds.

But that isn't how I remember it.

When I look at these photographs today, I remember movement. Water spraying into evening light. Dark summer clouds gathering above futuristic buildings. Crowds filling the Plaza. Music. Colour. Curiosity. And that wonderful feeling that somewhere, just around the next corner, there was still something I hadn't seen.

The EXPO made the world feel enormous and, at the same time, remarkably close. Its openness, curiosity and sheer lightness left something behind long after the pavilions had closed.