Author: eklastic

Zu alt, um nur zu spielen. Zu jung, um ohne Wunsch zu sein.

Whose Festival Is It?

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At the outset of our annual town festival the mayor and other dignitaries as well as the wine princesses of the region gather on the balcony of the old town hall. The mayor gives a speech and everybody waits for the cannon to fire from the nearby castle. Once the shot is heard the mayor asks the crowd below: “Wem is die Kerwe?” and the crowd bellows: “Unser!!!” – and four days of revelling can commence.

Translation: “Whose Festival Is It?” – “Ours!!!”

Double-gedippt (sic!) for FOWC with Fandango: Outset

and Ragtag Daily Prompt: Festival

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It’s not Five Minutes to Midnight yet

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Nor quite seven either. But it’s almost seven.

I suppose I could have gone out and caught a clock at exactly 7 o’clock but it was much more fun to look at all the clocks in my archive. The closest I came to 7 o’clock was half past six (or “half seven”) on the face of the Uhrtürmlein in Frankfurt

and three minutes to seven in Bourg-en-Bresse at the con-cathedral Notre Dame.

Seven for September #29

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An Unassuming Photo

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with a fun story.

When you come to our running group you have to be more or less on time. If you are late, the group has left. If that happens you have two possibilities: You run on your own, following the chalk marks, and hope to catch up. If you’re slow or lazy, you can phone the hare (the person who has laid the trail) and get a location where you can find the pack an run (or walk) straight to that location avoiding the meanderings of the trail and possible falsies.

Now there was this young, fit and energetic US American who was notoriously late. He’d phone the hare and 10 minutes later he would arrive in a taxi to join the pack for the rest of the trail. Needless to say, he was known as “Comes in Taxis”.

FOWC with Fandango: Taxi

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