The big slide – each year an attraction for kids and adults alike at our town festival, with interruptions for more than 50 years. I remember coming home each year with at least one scraped knee on one side and an abrasion on the other. The stairs aren’t called Höllenstaffel (stairway to hell) for nothing.
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What fun! Great to see such use of the steps.
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Did you?
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No, not this year. My sister, who was with me, was in such a hurry to get to the next drink that I didn’t find time.
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I’m with your sister! No way would I go down this.
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It looks very slippery. You must go down fast.
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Woooo….
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😀
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That would totally intimidate me, but perhaps I’d try it.
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It’s really not that long. I don’t really know what they charge this year, possibly something like 50 Cent (proceeds go to the organisers of the village festival) but as kids we always go in the morning and ride for free. These days, it’s not allowed anymore (because of: danger!) and the cordon it off. But I remember standing in line again and again.
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