Coming home from getting drunk together

I’m late with my sixer today because – I was at the biggest wine festival in the world: the Bad Dürkheimer Worschtmarkt. At the square in front of the station there is the “Worschtmarkt” fountain, depicting scenes from the fair. And there is this woman pulling the cart with her drunk husband (presumably he can’t walk anymore) waving her ice cream cone and wearing a ginger bread heart with “Daddy’s darling” around her neck. Their little boy seems happy enough brandishing his lolly. Actually, all three seem happy. Every figure on that fountain is happy (well, there is one passed out drunk, sleeping the sleep of the just) – which I guess is the theme of the fountain and the two weeks a year when the festival is on.

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